Hate New York City
It´s cold and it´s damp
And all the people dressed like monkeys
Let´s leave Chicago to the Eskimos
That town´s 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 wind blowin´ hot from the north
And we was born to ride
Roll down the window, put down the top
Crank up the Beach Boys, baby
Don´t let the music stop
We´re gonna ride it till we just can´t ride it no more
From the South Bay to the Valley
From the West Side to the East Side
Everybody´s 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)
Look at that mountain
Look at those trees
Look at that bum over there, man
He´s down on his knees
Look at these women
There ain´t 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)
I love L.A.
(We Love It)
I Love L.A.
(We Love It)
I Love L.A.
(We Love It)