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)