Driving Down To L.a Lyrics - Ezra Furman

Don't tell my mom, don't tell my dad 

I've been driving down to L.A. with my baby 

On the cliffs, he drives real fast 

He may drive his car into the ocean, maybe 

I don't mind 

I've got big dreams in my mind 

I would give up my whole life for that feelin' 

No, I don't mind 

If I lose my legs or die 

I've built a home inside his eyes 

And I ain't leavin' 

Don't tell my mom, don't tell my brother 

I've been driving down the freeway with my master 

There's one law and I've known no other 

It's the law of love I'm bound to, drive me faster 

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I don't mind 

I'll gladly pay that highway fine 

This little heart is open wide and it's getting wider 

No, I don't mind 

If we cross the thin white lines 

Over a cliff down to the ground 

I am your rider 

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