Hey L.A. There's an automatic teller machine in the emergency room There's a meter maid, she arrives by broom There's a bear in the air with a lullaby And a big brown coat to keep you warm at night There's a money tree and the ladder leans up against the trunk But the steps are greased Hey L.A., where you're from? Where have you gone now? Where you're from? Where have you gone now? Well, it looks as though your spaceship crashed In Babylon There's a plastic man with a plastic knife In a rubber hand at a drastic price Don't miss this show, you will be amazed You're a shining star, a needle in the haze There's a man upstairs with the fire below There's the elevator and away you go Hey L.A., where you're from? Where have you gone now? Where you're from? Where have you gone now? Well, it looks as though your spaceship crashed In Babylon There's a smooth operator, there's a famous governator Everybody walks in L.A. on a backward escalator There's a soul terminator, it's a sea of alligators On each and every corner there's a broken hearted waiter Hey L.A., where you're from? Hey L.A., where you're from? Where have you gone now? Where you're from? Where have you gone now? Well, it looks as though your spaceship crashed In Babylon © STEVE HARWELL MUSIC PUBLISHING; WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com