Los Angelenos

Los Angelenos All come from somewhere To live in sunshine Their funky exile Midwestern ladies High-heeled and faded Driving sleek new sports cars With their New York cowboys Hiding up in the mountains Laying low in the canyons Going nowhere on the streets With the Spanish names Making love with the natives In their Hollywood places Making up for all the time gone by Los Angelenos All come from somewhere ’cause it’s all so easy To become acquainted Electric babies Blue-jeaned and jaded Such hot sweet schoolgirls So educated Tanning out in the beaches With their Mexican reefers No one ever has to feel Like a refugee Going into garages For exotic massages Making up for all the time gone by Hiding up in the mountains Laying low in the canyons Going nowhere on the streets With the Spanish names Making love with the natives In their Hollywood places Making up for all the time gone by Los Angelenos All come from somewhere It’s so familiar Their foreign faces