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Hate New York City |
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It's cold and it's damp |
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And all the people dressed like monkeys |
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Let's leave Chicago to the Eskimos |
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That town's a little too rugged |
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For you and me, you bad girl |
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Rollin' down the Imperial Highway |
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With a big nasty redhead at my side |
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Santa Ana winds blowin' hot from the north |
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And we was born to ride |
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Roll down the window, put down the top |
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Crank up the Beach Boys, baby |
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Don't let the music stop |
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We're gonna ride it till we just can't ride it no more |
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From the South Bay to the Valley |
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From the West Side to the East Side |
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Everybody's very happy |
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'Cause the sun is shining all the time |
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Looks like another perfect day |
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I love L.A. (We love it) |
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I love L.A. (We love it) |
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Look at that mountain |
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Look at those trees |
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Look at that bum over there, man |
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He's down on his knees |
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Look at these women |
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There ain't nothin' like em nowhere |
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Century Boulevard (We love it) |
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Victory Boulevard (We love it) |
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Santa Monica Boulevard (We love it) |
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Sixth Street (We love it, we love it) |
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We love L.A. |
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I love L.A. (We love it) |
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I love L.A. (We love it) |
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I love L.A. (We love it) |
