L.A. Lujah

Driving through a drive-thru
Rolling down bullet proof glass
Buy a swirly ice cream
And the little bro radio blasts
L.A. Lujah
L.A. Lujah
Descend into L.A.X
Can’t wait to get the rental car
And blast the ratey radio
And run into a movie star
L.A. Lujah
L.A. Lujah
L.A. Lujah
L.A. Lujah
Bless the holy
Bless the wood
Bless the hills
Bless the hood
Bless the
Sensitive people who feel
And the ones
Honking their automobile horns
A breathing fire woman
Is down on her hands and knees
In the middle of the freeway
(Is she praying?)
She’s just looking for the lost car key
L.A. Lujah
L.A. Lujah
L.A. Lujah
L.A. Lujah
L.A. Lujah
L.A. Lujah
L.A. Lujah
L.A. Lujah
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