Dear Los Angeles, dear, dear You are the stranger in my car Teach me to dream with the lights on I didn't know we'd get along so well Where were we before they turned the lights on
Oh, I am skyline you are sky Without you I am nothing but straight lines
Dear Los Angeles, dear, dear How steely wide and wonderful you Learning to dance with my shades on Nobody sees so nobody will tell L.A., the kid with the shades on
Oh, I am skyline you are sky Without you I am nothing but straight lines
L.A., the kid with the shades on
Take the stairs with me We have a city to see Los Angeles, I found you
