L.A.

[Verse 1] I like to watch the waves crashin' on the beach And walking the strand In that evening breeze That old ferris wheel out on the pier in Santa Monica Looks like it does in the movies [Verse 2] I don’t mind the traffic on the 405 In fact, it's where I met a good friend of mine All gridlocked, stopped and stuck there killing time Long way from home, but that's alright [Chorus] I guess I’m getting used to the faster pace And seein' stars on the boulevard every night and day But all this cool and crazy beautiful takes second place 'Cause the thing that I love most about LA is you [Verse 2] The city of angels, ain't that the truth? 'Cause Heaven don't feel far away when I'm holdin' on to you And how you fell for a boy in faded jeans and cowboy boots Girl, I still ain’t got a clue [Chorus] I guess I’m getting used to the faster pace And seein' stars on the boulevard every night and day But all this cool and crazy beautiful takes second place ’Cause the thing that I love most about LA is you [Chorus] I guess I'm getting used to the faster pace And seein' stars on the boulevard every night and day But all this cool and crazy beautiful takes second place 'Cause the thing that I love most about LA And the only reason that I’m gonna stay, girl, is you