Hate New York City
It's cold and it's damp 
And all the people dress like monkeys
Let's leave Chicago to the Eskimos
That town's a little bit too rugged
For you and me to go

Rollin' down
Imperial highway
Big nasty redhead at my side
Santa Anna wind's blowin' hot from the north
We were born to ride
Roll down the window
Put down the top
Crank up the Beach Boys, baby
Don't let the music stop
We goin' riding 'til we just can't ride it no more

From the South Bay to the valley
From the west side to the east side
Everybody very happy
'Cause the sun is shinin' all the time
Looks like another perfect day
I love L.A.
(We love it!)
I love L.A.
(We love it!)
We love it!

Look at that mountain
Look at those trees
Look at that bum over there
Man, he's down on his knees
Look at these women
Ain't nothin' like 'em nowhere
Century Boulevard
(We love it!)
Victory Boulevard
(We love it!)
Santa Monica Boulevard
(We love it!)
 Sixth Street
(We love it!  We love it! We love it!)
We love L.A.

I love L.A.
(We love it!)
I love L.A.
(We love it!)
I love L.A.
(We love it!)