I Love L.A.

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 winds blowing hot from the north And we as 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) 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 nothing 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)