Song 3

Come join the band Come shag the damned God I blow them away A heart of chrome A broken home I got plenty to say Who ya doin' Don't spoil my day A bigger better offer, baby Is on it's way You gotta love L.A. I feel gigantic Gonna burst a vein I'm stoppin' traffic 'Cause they dig the fame And I'm just the same Sorry ba-baby Haven't seen you lately Do you still give it away So get my peeps To call your peeps 'Cause we've got nothing to say Don't feed the models Don't look (at) the police Don't go to Crenshaw Bouli Cause Wally can't get fleeced Gotta love L.A. I feel gigantic Gonna burst a vein I'm stoppin' traffic Cause I dig the fame I'm hearing voices voices Like a jumbo jet Too many choices choices Gotta love L.A. Californ-i-a Who ya doin', baby Don't spoil my day You've been gloating lately, baby And I dig L.A. Got nothing to say I feel gigantic Gonna burst a vein I'm stoppin' traffic Cause I dig the fame I'm hearing voices voices Like a jumbo jet Too many choices choices Gotta love L.A. Californ-i-a --- Song 3 - Robbie Williams