Walking In los Angeles

I'm gonna walk two, three, four down the street Singing to the sidewalk as I keep to the beat of the cars Of the cars I'm gonna watch the pavement to skip the cracks Careful not to step on them or break my mama's back Or go to the moon So we begin Another day in California Be good or sin Don't go right there I tried to warn ya Nothing could be Prettier than this Walking in Los Angeles But who does it? I'm gonna wave hello to the friends I met The city seems much smaller when you travel by the side of the street Just watch for the borders Gonna sing a song to the meter maid Tell her it's a holiday Or maybe that there's a parade So forget about quarters So we begin Another day in California Be good or sin Don't go right there I tried to warn ya Nothing could be Prettier than this Walking in Los Angeles But who does it? I wear my fancy shoes And hop with every step From heel to toe I mean I'm marching with me soul between them Stepping down the walk of fame I'll skip the stars filled with dead people's names And I'll keep walking Gonna sing a song to a homeless man I'll take the melody and he'll bang on a tin can That rings through the city And we'll march together for 3-4-4 The homeless man, the meter maid, and me marching like never before We'll wave like we're pretty So we begin Another day in California Be good or sin Don't go right there I tried to warn ya Nothing could be Prettier than this Walking in Los Angeles But who does it?