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