Caught Up In Los Angeles
Lyrics
Gayla just phoned me, her hot tub is foamy
And were good friends
Splashing about, out and then in her Mercedes Benz
I'm not explainin' why I'm here remainin' in
Los Angeles, they'll get down on their knees
For a line to read, or those lines to breathe,
I'm not complainin', just caught up in Los Angeles
Malibu's great, for an afternoon date, pseudo stars arrive,
Sunsets alright their performing tonight in the cars they drive
That's not explainin why I'm here remaining in:
Los Angeles, they'll get down on their knees
For a line to read, or those lines to breathe,
I'm not complainin', just caught up in Los Angeles
Rodeo drive, chic salons full off
Unsatisfied wives!
Lease me a car, a VIP they say I've gotta be
Cause you won t get far!
Walkings unheard of so don"t
In Los Angeles!
Oh, Carlos and Charlies supply la's folley with mild thrills
Then the finale, champagne with a twist of those lemon pills
There no denyin my spirit is dying in
Los Angeles, they'll get down on their knees
For a line to read, or those lines to breathe,
I'm not complainin', just caught up in Los Angeles
Writer(s): Gary Private
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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