You were brought up
|
in a small town
|
Where everyone greeted
|
with a morning smile
|
I mean the place was so
|
free from crime
|
You could leave your
|
front door open
|
And if your eyes were drawn
|
from a lack of food
|
Or your pockets
|
were short on cash
|
There was always
|
someone close at hand
|
That you could always run to
|
You could have been a doctor
|
And you could have been a nurse
|
But these things
|
weren¡¯t good enough for you
|
So you decided to pack up
|
all you own
|
And get a one-way ticket there
|
To a place where all the
|
successful people went
|
In order for them to do
|
I¡¯m a big boy now
|
she¡¯s a strong girl
|
Remember only the strong
|
can survive
|
Living in the land of la la
|
I¡¯m a big boy now
|
she¡¯s a strong girl
|
Remember only the strong
|
can survive
|
Living in the land of la la
|
L.A., L.A., la la, la la
|
L.A, hey hey, land of la la
|
L.A., L.A., la la, la la
|
L.A., hey hey, the land of la la
|
You get off the bus
|
pick up a paper
|
And look through the classified
|
So that you might find a place
|
Suitable for you to move into
|
Then you turn around
|
to pick up the duffle bag
|
That you brought along
|
But much to your
|
surprise you find
|
Your bag has taken off walking
|
You dig in your wallet
|
To get your last dime
|
But then recall you just spent
|
your last dime on the newspaper
|
You¡¯re much too prideful
|
But pride has no defense
|
When all you¡¯ve got
|
in your possession
|
Is the wallet in your hands
|
I¡¯m a big boy now
|
she¡¯s a strong girl
|
Remember only the strong
|
can survive
|
Living in the land of la la
|
I¡¯m a big boy now
|
she¡¯s a strong girl
|
Remember only the strong
|
can survive
|
Living in the land of la la
|
I¡¯m a big boy now
|
she¡¯s a strong girl
|
only the strong can survive
|
Living in the land of la la
|
L.A., L.A., la la, la la
|
L.A., hey hey
|
living in the land of la la
|
You might get everything
|
you want
|
But not want everything you get
|
Being in la la land
|
is like nowhere else
|
Living in the land
|
one hell of a land
|
a land full of lost angels
|
Movie stars and great big cars
|
and Perrier and fun all day
|
And that¡¯s enough
|
to make anybody go wild
|
In the land of la la
|
He¡¯s a big boy now
|
she¡¯s a strong girl
|
But only the strong can survive
|
Living in the land of la la
|
You were brought up
|
in a small town
|
Where everyone greeted
|
with a morning smile
|
I mean the place was so
|
free from crime
|
You could leave your
|
front door open
|
And if your eyes were drawn
|
from a lack of food
|
Or your pockets
|
were short on cash
|
There was always
|
someone close at hand
|
That you could always run to
|
You could have been a doctor
|
And you could have been a nurse
|
But these things
|
weren¡¯t good enough for you
|
So you decided to pack up
|
all you own
|
And get a one-way ticket there
|
To a place where all the
|
successful people went
|
In order for them to do
|
I¡¯m a big boy now
|
she¡¯s a strong girl
|
Remember only the strong
|
can survive
|
Living in the land of la la
|
I¡¯m a big boy now
|
she¡¯s a strong girl
|
Remember only the strong
|
can survive
|
Living in the land of la la
|
L.A., L.A., la la, la la
|
L.A, hey hey, land of la la
|
L.A., L.A., la la, la la
|
L.A., hey hey, the land of la la
|
You get off the bus
|
pick up a paper
|
And look through the classified
|
So that you might find a place
|
Suitable for you to move into
|
Then you turn around
|
to pick up the duffle bag
|
That you brought along
|
But much to your
|
surprise you find
|
Your bag has taken off walking
|
You dig in your wallet
|
To get your last dime
|
But then recall you just spent
|
your last dime on the newspaper
|
You¡¯re much too prideful
|
But pride has no defense
|
When all you¡¯ve got
|
in your possession
|
Is the wallet in your hands
|
I¡¯m a big boy now
|
she¡¯s a strong girl
|
Remember only the strong
|
can survive
|
Living in the land of la la
|
I¡¯m a big boy now
|
she¡¯s a strong girl
|
Remember only the strong
|
can survive
|
Living in the land of la la
|
I¡¯m a big boy now
|
she¡¯s a strong girl
|
only the strong can survive
|
Living in the land of la la
|
L.A., L.A., la la, la la
|
L.A., hey hey
|
living in the land of la la
|
You might get everything
|
you want
|
But not want everything you get
|
Being in la la land
|
is like nowhere else
|
Living in the land
|
one hell of a land
|
a land full of lost angels
|
Movie stars and great big cars
|
and Perrier and fun all day
|
And that¡¯s enough
|
to make anybody go wild
|
In the land of la la
|
He¡¯s a big boy now
|
she¡¯s a strong girl
|
But only the strong can survive
|
Living in the land of la la
|
|
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|
Land Of La La
|
| Stevie Wonder |
