LAX

[Verse 1] City of angels, city of stars Well, she shine brightest on that boulevard She introduced me to Jackson Browne Convertible rode me all over that town Oh, my LAX [Verse 2] She always carried a Polaroid camera She always had that Kodak glamour Well, she moved out there to chase her dream To be an actress on that silver screen Oh, my LAX [Chorus 1] Well, dear seventy degrees and sunny Please hold tight to my California honey Make her famous with lots of money And tell her I wish her all the best Oh, my LAX [Bridge] Nag Champa and marijuana I close my eyes and I can smell it on her Boarded a plane back to Tennessee I wonder if she's ever gonna think about me [Chorus 2] Well, dear palm trees and palm readers Tattoo artist and make believers Please tell her next time you see her That I sure wish her all the best Oh, my LAX Oh, my LAX