L.A.

歌詞

I, I could be overjoyed You and me, lying on a beach in L.A. You, you could be my old friend Telling tales, sharing in a bottle of Beam Stuck in the middle of a roundabout Let all the traffic give way Let's make a stand in this fantasyland Start talking funny now Honey let's head to L.A. We, we could be our own stars Shining bright, and burning everything in our path They, they can be our old friends Driving our cars, and opening doors in our way My, my shirt is inside out My shoes don't fit and I just burnt a hole in my jeans And you're, you're dressed like a princess bride In a fairy tale, written by the Brothers Grimm