Well, I waste my time out in L. A Don't go my way or make sense to me And I lose my mind, I can't unwind I waste my time out in L. A
It's not so terrible waking up in the Sun It's a shame I don't love it like everyone What a paradise, living life in the skies It's a midnight wave goodbye kind of high
So, I get so high out in L. A That pretty face, well, my heart just breaks Well, I get tongue-tied, no words to say I can't relate, I dislocate
It's not so terrible waking up in the Sun It's a shame I don't love it like everyone What a paradise, living life in the skies It's a midnight wave goodbye kind of high
You are my 101 Diner My only neon sign, yeah Talk to me, taxi driver And please wait for me
(Out in L. A.) (Out in L. A.) (Out in L. A.) (Out in L. A.) (Out in L. A.)
So, I get so high out in L. A. (out in L. A.) That pretty face, my heart just breaks (out in L. A.) Well, I get tongue-tied, no words to say (out in L. A.) I can't relate, I dislocate (out in L. A.)
It's not so way, way out, out in L. A. (out in L. A.) Way, way out, out in L. A. (out in L. A.) Way, way out, out in L. A. (out in L. A.) Way, way out, out in L. A. (out in L. A.)
It's not so way, way out, out in L. A. (out in L. A.) Way, way out, out in L. A. (out in L. A.) Way, way out, out in L. A. (out in L. A.) Way, way out, out in L. A. (out in L. A.)
Way, way out, out in L. A. (out in L. A.) Way, way out, out in L. A. (out in L. A.) Out in L. A Out in L. A Out in L. A
Compositores: Jonathan Ian Green (John Green), Thomas Arthur Edward Higham (Tom Higham), Benjamin Michael Fletcher (Benjamin Fletcher) ECAD: Obra #31995547