Hate New York City
Its cold and its damp
And all the people dressed like monkeys
Lets leave Chicago to the Eskimos
That towns a little bit too rugged
For you and me you bad girl
Rollin down the Imperial Highway
With a big nasty redhead at my side
Santa Ana winds blowin hot from the north
And we were born to ride
Roll down the window put down the top
Crank up the Beach Boys baby
Dont let the music stop
Were gonna ride it till we just cant ride it no more
From the South Bay to the Valley
From the West Side to the East Side
Everybodys very happy
Cause the sun is shining all the time
Looks like another perfect day
I love L.A. We love it
I love L.A. We love it
We love it!
Look at that mountain
Look at those trees
Look at that bum over there, man
Hes down on his knees
Look at these women
There aint nothin like em nowhere
Century Boulevard We love it
Victory Boulevard We love it
Santa Monica Boulevard We love it
Sixth Street We love it, we love it
We love L.A!
I love L.A.
We love it
I love L.A.
We love it
I love L.A.
We love it