Birthday in Los Angeles

歌詞

LA pick up the phone I need to talk to you Stop sleeping with my new friends And all the old ones too Remember when we met? I thought you thought I was boring Then you called me on the phone To arrange my birthday party Well this ain't a script to a movie, I don't drive a fancy car Those flashing lights don't mean a thing to me Goodbye, LA Da da da daaa You showed me around the house, You took me by the wrist Introduced me to your pals, The scientologists We cut the cake and sang And I tried to fake a smile And I drank and drank and drank Because I felt so out of style Well this ain't my birthday party, No, it's just a fashion show Yeah this is something it just isn't me, eh So long, LA Da da da da da So long, LA I dull miss hollywood, Enjoy the hazy city I'm sure you're feeling good But soon enough you'll miss me I ain't got too much money And nobody knows my name But here is something I just have to say Fuck you, LA