L.a. Lyrics - The Wilkinsons

All the hunnies in the bathroom stalls 

Drawing their lips and making business calls 

All the apathetic trust fund boys 

Making the rounds in their expensive toys 

I don't wanna lose you to L.A. 

I don't wanna lose you tonight 

I don't wanna lose you to L.A. 

And all of the bright lights, oh, all of the bight lights 

You can hang under the prada sign 

While you're walking your dog on Rodeo drive 

You can surgically remove your soul 

While you dream of your leading role 

I don't wanna lose you to L.A. 

I don't wanna lose you in the sun 

I don't wanna lose you to L.A. 

And all of the big fun, oh, all of the big fun 

Oh, how it starts irritate 

Yeah, oh, that's okay 'cause the weather is great 

Oh everyday, yeah 

You might need a lawyer for your friends 

Hit all the spots 'cause he can get you in 

Introduce yourself to glam rock stars 

Give 'em a ride in your electric car 

I don't wanna lose you to L.A. 

I don't wanna lose you in the sun 

I don't wanna lose you to L.A. 

And all of the big fun 

I don't wanna lose you to L.A. 

I don't wanna lose you tonight 

I don't wanna lose you to L.A. 

To L.A. and all of the bright lights 

Oh, all of the bight lights 

All the hunnies in the bathroom stalls 

And all the apathetic trust fund boys 

In L.A., L.A., la la, la la