Los Angeles

Not the one is Los Angeles
I'll wait in the pouring sun
No way
I'll wait in Los Angeles
I'll wait in the pouring sun
No way
No way, for not anyone
Talking that foreign, oh yeah
He got a betatron, man
Dancing the beta can-can

Counting helicopters on a Saturday night
I want to live in Los Angeles
No way, for not anyone
No way, for not anyone

They got a bunch down in Moleville
I met a man, he was a good man
I'll wait in Los Angeles
No, not the one in South California
And if you think they star-spangled us
Making me foreign, oh yeah
They got a bunch more still
I'll wait in Los Angeles
With a church like a beehive
Not the one in Los Angeles
Not the one in Los Angeles
They got one in twenty-five two five
I'll wait in the pouring sun
How come we say Los Angeleez?
The symphony of the fair light

Not the one in Los Angeles

I hear them saying Los Angeles

In all the black and white movies
Sailing and shoring
I want to live in Los Angeles
I want to live in Los Angeles
They got one in South Patagonia

I want to live in Los Angeles