(Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah!) (She's a) L.A., L.A. baby We'll need to realize, it's just you and me together For you and me tonight in this city (You're my) L.A., L.A. baby You gotta, go go! Bring it on The two of us tonight we can make it last

Wrap myself around you, never let you go I gotta get back now to the ones who love me There's nothin' in the world that feels like Coming home There's a place that I know where they all know me The place that I know where they all know me Coming home,

I gotta have it To have this music in me I just keep playing my song Hoping that I get along You don't know how much it means In the morning I gotta have this blues I gotta have You don't know how much this means

This is love, this is life Ohh, it's gonna be alright When times get tough we're still worth the fight The road here's paved with the brokenhearted We gotta finish what we started Ohhh, better hold on tight These days what's left of me ain't no Prince

Don't say a word at all I wanna get back to where we started To the summer night You know, you know, you know, you know we got it right We don't gotta say anything Don't gotta say anything Yeah wanna get back to San Francisco In the fire light You know,

Just get it together Cheer up baby And then baby, cheer up Cheer up baby 追いかけて 気がないフリして 恋してるの Be a man, a real man Gotta see you love me like a real man 君から鳴るベルベル ごめんマジ無理

Out of this goodbye town Nothing but a goodbye town Gotta find a way to finally get out This ain't nothing These streets are only bringing me down You're gonna think of me Right there's the high school where we met We'd sneak out back for a couple kisses

How did we get here? Baby, I gotta know On the other side of love Baby, you don't have to keep looking through my phone If something's going on, girl, you'd already know We can't even say two words without a fight anymore You tell me you hate me and I

You gotta jump, jive and then you wail Baby, baby it looks like it's gonna hail Papa's in the icebox lookin' for a can of ale A women is a women and a man ain't nothin' but a male Jack and Jill went up the hill to get a pail You better come inside Let me

Mother of my skies, why you always gotta intervene? (Uh) You called to see if I was home then Sleeping in, get boring, uh My landlord tripping off my speakers 'cause the low end You pull up with no warning, uh This the season for us growing Let's go deep