Dear Los Angeles, dear, dear
You are the stranger in my car
Teach me to dream with the lights on
I didn't know we'd get along so well
Where were we before they turned the lights on
Oh, I am skyline you are sky
Without you I am nothing but straight lines
Dear Los Angeles, dear, dear
How steely wide and wonderful you
Learning to dance with my shades on
Nobody sees so nobody will tell
L.A., the kid with the shades on
Oh, I am skyline you are sky
Without you I am nothing but straight lines
L.A., the kid with the shades on
Take the stairs with me
We have a city to see
Los Angeles, I found you