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 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 that tree

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.

I love L.A.

(We love it)

ETC.