Karaoké I Love L.A. Randy Newman

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 imperial highway

With a big nasty redhead at my side

Santa Ana winds 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

'Cos the sun is shining all the time

Looks like another perfect day

I love L.A.

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

Victory boulevard

Santa Monica boulevard sixth street

We love L.A.

I love L.A.

I love L.A.

I love L.A.