Birthday in Los Angeles Lyrics
| Song | Birthday in Los Angeles |
| Artist | The Maine |
| Album | Forever Halloween |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| L.A. pick up the phone | |
| I need to talk to you | |
| Stop sleeping with my new friends, | |
| And all the old ones too | |
| Remember when we met, I thought you thought I was boring | |
| You called me on the phone, to arrange my birthday party | |
| Well this ain't a scripted movie | |
| I don’t drive a fancy car | |
| Those flashing lights don’t mean a thing to me ey ey | |
| Goodbye L.A. | |
| You showed me around the house | |
| You took me by the wrist | |
| You introduced me to your pals, the scientologists | |
| We cut the cake inside, | |
| Then I tried to fake a smile | |
| And I drank, and drank, and drank, 'cause I felt so out of style | |
| But, this ain't my birthday ṗarty | |
| Oh, it's just a fashion show | |
| Yeah this is something, it just isn’t me ey ey | |
| So long L.A. | |
| Well I do miss Hollywood, enjoy the hazy city | |
| I’m sure you’re feeling good | |
| But soon enough you’ll miss me | |
| But I ain’t got to much money, no baby | |
| And nobody knows my name | |
| But here is something I just have to say ey ey | |
| Fuck you L.A. |
| L. A. pick up the phone | |
| I need to talk to you | |
| Stop sleeping with my new friends, | |
| And all the old ones too | |
| Remember when we met, I thought you thought I was boring | |
| You called me on the phone, to arrange my birthday party | |
| Well this ain' t a scripted movie | |
| I don' t drive a fancy car | |
| Those flashing lights don' t mean a thing to me ey ey | |
| Goodbye L. A. | |
| You showed me around the house | |
| You took me by the wrist | |
| You introduced me to your pals, the scientologists | |
| We cut the cake inside, | |
| Then I tried to fake a smile | |
| And I drank, and drank, and drank, ' cause I felt so out of style | |
| But, this ain' t my birthday arty | |
| Oh, it' s just a fashion show | |
| Yeah this is something, it just isn' t me ey ey | |
| So long L. A. | |
| Well I do miss Hollywood, enjoy the hazy city | |
| I' m sure you' re feeling good | |
| But soon enough you' ll miss me | |
| But I ain' t got to much money, no baby | |
| And nobody knows my name | |
| But here is something I just have to say ey ey | |
| Fuck you L. A. |
| L. A. pick up the phone | |
| I need to talk to you | |
| Stop sleeping with my new friends, | |
| And all the old ones too | |
| Remember when we met, I thought you thought I was boring | |
| You called me on the phone, to arrange my birthday party | |
| Well this ain' t a scripted movie | |
| I don' t drive a fancy car | |
| Those flashing lights don' t mean a thing to me ey ey | |
| Goodbye L. A. | |
| You showed me around the house | |
| You took me by the wrist | |
| You introduced me to your pals, the scientologists | |
| We cut the cake inside, | |
| Then I tried to fake a smile | |
| And I drank, and drank, and drank, ' cause I felt so out of style | |
| But, this ain' t my birthday arty | |
| Oh, it' s just a fashion show | |
| Yeah this is something, it just isn' t me ey ey | |
| So long L. A. | |
| Well I do miss Hollywood, enjoy the hazy city | |
| I' m sure you' re feeling good | |
| But soon enough you' ll miss me | |
| But I ain' t got to much money, no baby | |
| And nobody knows my name | |
| But here is something I just have to say ey ey | |
| Fuck you L. A. |
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