What's that dancing in my microwave?
It's a hot pocket, at it's very own rave!
Mmm could there be anything as tasty?
As that mass produced toaster pastry!
Night is falling and I can't really balk
I want some fun, let's go take a walk
Down to the LA river and all its smells
Lets see if in this downpour it swells
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo.
Morning comes, we're off to Liberty
Crusin' in the 'Stang to "Surf City"
Our day is full of Sheila and her friends.
The phone calls to lawyers, it never ends!
But just wait, before this tune is spent
Remember Seinfield and the Cookie Incident!
On all the hikes mountain lions did lurk
Waiting to get some poor jerk
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo.
So farewell to the good old city.
Time to move somewhere bitty.
But in my mind I hear the ocean whoosh
And the crooked guy's fountain goosh.