Los Angeles

by Frank Black
 
 I met a man 
 He was a good man 
 Sailing and shoring 
 Dancing the beta can-can 
 Making me foreign 
 Oh yeah 

 I want to live in Los Angeles 
 Not the one in Los Angeles 
 No, not the one in South California 
 They got one in South Patagonia 

 I want to live in Los Angeles 
 Not the one in Los Angeles 
 They got a bunch down in Moleville 
 They got a bunch more still 

 I want to live in Los Angeles 
 Not the one in Los Angeles 
 They got one in twenty-five two five 
 Works just like a beehive 

 I want to live in Los Angeles 
 Not the one in Los Angeles 
 Counting helicopters on a Saturday night 
 The symphony of the fair light 

 I hear them saying Los Angeles 
 In all the black and white movies 
 And if you think they star-spangled us 
 How come we say Los Angeleez? 

 I'll wait in Los Angeles 
 I'll wait in the pouring sun 
 No way 
 For not anyone 
 No way 

 I met a man 
 He was a good man 
 Sailing and shoring 
 He got a betatron, man 
 Talking that foreign 
 Oh yeah 

 I'll wait in Los Angeles 
 I'll wait in the pouring sun 
 No way 
 For not anyone 
 No way