I'm on your back If you walk out on me I'm walking after you I cannot be without you, matter of fact Tonight I'm tangled in my blanket of clouds Dreaming aloud Things just won't do without you, matter of fact If you'd accept surrender, I'll give up some

Skin and bones I'm just skin and bones Don't you know? Watch me spin Lately I've been measuring Seems my time is growing thin Wind me up and watch me spin All worn out and nothing fits

You got me in the middle of the dance floor, just searching for you girl I ask my myself where you created in this world, by the beauty in you girl You got me so high and confused I don't know what to do New York City All in Los Angeles California From

I'm driftin' and driftin', like a ship out on the sea My ship ain't got no captain, my ship ain't got no crew I look around for a savior to search me from the hungry sea Nobody seems to want me Except the wide and open sea Doin' that tide dare blow me

Come on, shake it, baby Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the flo' You've got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a ho 'Cause there's no other place that I'd rather be than Los Angeles There's no other place that I'd rather be than Los

Cause that's how California rolls I'm talkin' 'bout me and you Baby you could be a movie star, hey (in Los Angeles) Get yourself a medical card, yea (in Los Angeles) They do the fingers like red fox (in Los Angeles) You can make it on a light blue box,

Lost in the heat of it all Girl you know you're lost Lost in the thrill of it all Miami, Amsterdam Tokyo, Spain, lost Los Angeles, India Lost on a train, lost Love lost, lost

Give it up, give it up We are, we are the saints, we signed our life away Doesn't matter what you think, we're gonna do it anyway We are, we are the saints, one day you will confess And pray to the saints of Los Angeles Just wait until we're going down

(Welcome to L.A) Where you can see the whole city burning 'Cause the cops got Uzis and the dealers keep serving And your kids ain't learning shit, except this Sex power and wealth, fuck everything else Trying to survive, Los Angeles Times Trying to

Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Because I'm housin' 'Cause I'm housin' Relate to the matter, relate to the matter Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb ('cause I'm housin') Coolin' on the scene like a horse in a stable A brother got ill and