Hey L.A.
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There's an automatic teller machine in the emergency room
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There's a meter maid she arrives by broom
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There's a bear in the air with a lullaby
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And a big brown coat to keep you warm at night
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There's a money tree
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And the ladder leans up against the trunk
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But the steps are greased
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Hey L.A.
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Where you from
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Where have you gone now
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Well it looks like someone's spaceship crashed
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In Babylon
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There's a plastic man with a plastic knife
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In a rubber hand at a drastic price
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Don't miss this show you will be amazed
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You're a shining star, a needle in the haze
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There's a man upstairs
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With the fire below
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There's the elevator
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And away you go
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Hey L.A.
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Where you from
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Where have you gone now
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Well it looks like someone's spaceship crashed
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In Babylon
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There's a smooth operator
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There's a famous Governator
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Everybody walks in L.A.
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On a backward escalator
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It's a soul terminator
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It's a sea of alligators
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On each and every corner
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There's a broken hearted waiter
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Hey L.A.
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Where you from
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Where have you gone now
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Well it looks like someone's spaceship crashed
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In Babylon
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Hey L.A.
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