I like to watch the waves crashin' on the beach
And walking the strand In that evening breeze
That old ferris wheel Down on the pier in Santa Monica
Looks like it goes in the movies
I don't mind the traffic on the 405
In fact, that's where I met a good friend of mine
All gridlocked, stopped and stuck there killing time
Long way from home, but that's alright
I guess I'm getting used to the faster pace
And seein' stars on the boulevard, every night and day
But all this cool and crazy beautiful takes second place
'Cause the thing that I love most about LA
Is you
The city of angels
Ain't that the truth?
Cause Heaven don't feel far away when I'm holdin' on to you
And how you fell for a boy in faded jeans and cowboy bots
Girl, I still ain't got a clue
I guess I'm getting used to the faster pace
And seein' stars on the boulevard, every night and day
But all this cool and crazy beautiful takes second place
'Cause the thing that I love most about LA
Is you
I guess I'm getting used to the faster pace
And seein' stars on the boulevard, every night and day
But all this cool and crazy beautiful takes second place
'Cause the thing that I love most about LA
And the only reason that I'm gonna stay
Girl, is you
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