Don't Move Back To LA

(Don't move back to L.A.)

(Don't move back to L.A.)

(Don't move back to L.A.) Although it's seventy out

(Don't move back to L.A.) You got a bigger house

(Don't move back to L.A.) I know you're sober now

(Don't move back to L.A., my baby)

In your place out in L.A., my baby

I'm gonna send this out to Mistress Mike

She knows who she is and what I like

I'm gonna send this out to Susan Sneeze

I'm gonna say thirty rosaries

I'm gonna tell her

(Don't move back to L.A.) Don't get your license back

(Don't move back to L.A.) Don't cut your intake back

(Don't move back to L.A.) You think it's bad?

(Don't move back to L.A., my baby)

It's actually worse out in L.A., my baby

'Cause those West Coast cats

(They're gonna tune, gonna tune, gonna tune, gonna tune you out)

They're gonna chew you up and spit you out

(They're gonna break, gonna break, gonna break, gonna break you down)

They're gonna waste your time and watch you drown

(They're gonna make, gonna make, gonna make, gonna make you die)

You say I lost my soul or sold it out

But I told you, I want you

I told you, I want you

I told you now

Well, in two more weeks, I'll drop this track

And you can have your New York City back

Well, I will send this out to Space Camp Chip

I saw him livin' on the ocean's lip

And I will send this to Aloha Chris

He might not agree, but I'll insist

And I will tell him

Don't move back to L.A.

I said I'll move back to L.A.

You got a Midwest song, so sing it out

(Don't move back to L.A.)

You got a Deep South song, so sing it out

You got a mountain song, so sing it out

(Don't move back to L.A.)

I got a East Coast song, I'll sing it out

I won't move back to L.A., my baby

(Don't move back to L.A.)

(Don't move back to L.A.)

(They're gonna tune, gonna tune, gonna tune, gonna tune you out)

You got a Peach State song, a Tree State song, a Wolverine State song

(Don't move back to L.A.)

(They're gonna break, gonna break, gonna break, gonna break you down)

So sing it out, or fight it out, sing it out, oh

(Don't move back to L.A.)

(They're gonna break, gonna break, gonna break, gonna break you down)

(Don't move back to L.A.)

(They're gonna tune, gonna tune, gonna tune, gonna tune you out)

(Don't move back to L.A.)

(They're gonna break, gonna break, gonna break, gonna break you down)