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(We switching it up with this!)
(Los Angeles baby!)
Packed my boots and my old guitar,
Headed west chasin’ neon stars.
Thought I should see the neon, instead of being cheated on,
So I left that small-town hurt and I kept movin’ on.
Hollywood signs don’t ease the pain,
Boulevard nights all feel the same.
I’m a southern boy in a stranger’s land,
Tryin’ to d***n the memories the best I can.
Los Angeles has the stars, has the shine,
And I ain’t lookin’ back this time.
Every rooftop, every crowded street,
Is one more mile from your memory.
Yeah, I left the pain in Tennessee,
Now the bright lights keep on carryin’ me.
Palm trees sway but they don’t feel right,
Traded fireflies for them Cali nights.
Whiskey in my hand but it burns too fast,
Can’t pour nothin’ stronger than a love that couldn’t last.
Radio’s loud but it don’t d***n out,
That southern drawl when you called me out.
I’m singin’ to the crowd but I still feel small,
In a city this big, I can’t find you at all.
Los Angeles has the stars, has the shine,
And I ain’t lookin’ back this time.
Every rooftop, every crowded street,
Is one more mile from your memory.
Yeah, I left the pain in Tennessee,
Now the bright lights keep on carryin’ me.
Maybe love was never built to stay,
Like the waves crashin’ down on Santa Monica Bay.
So I’ll raise my glass, let the heartbreak show,
Singin’ loud so the whole damn town will know…
Los Angeles has the stars, has the shine,
And I ain’t lookin’ back this time.
Every rooftop, every crowded street,
Is one more mile from your memory.
Yeah, I left the pain in Tennessee,
Now the bright lights keep on carryin’ me.
No, I ain’t lost — I’m movin’ on,
Trading heartbreak for a West Coast dawn.
Yeah, I left the lies where I came from,
Now I’m standin’ tall in Los Angeles sun.
(Yeah..)
(Let’s do it again baby!)
Los Angeles has the stars, has the shine,
And I ain’t lookin’ back this time.
Every rooftop, every crowded street,
Is one more mile from your memory.
Yeah, I left the pain in Tennessee,
Now the bright lights keep on carryin’ me.
No, I ain’t lost — I’m movin’ on,
Trading heartbreak for a West Coast dawn.
Yeah, I left the lies where I came from,
Now I’m standin’ tall in Los Angeles sun.
Kenny and the sun goes down
Los Angeles (Angeles)
Los Angeles (Angeles)
Los Angeles