Caught Up In Los Angeles Lyrics - Singles - Gary Private

Gayla just phoned me, her hot tub is foamy 

And were good friends 

Splashing about, out and then in her Mercedes Benz 

I'm not explainin' why I'm here remainin' in 

Los Angeles, they'll get down on their knees 

For a line to read, or those lines to breathe, 

I'm not complainin', just caught up in Los Angeles 

Malibu's great, for an afternoon date, pseudo stars arrive, 

Sunsets alright their performing tonight in the cars they drive 

That's not explainin why I'm here remaining in: 

Los Angeles, they'll get down on their knees 

For a line to read, or those lines to breathe, 

I'm not complainin', just caught up in Los Angeles 

Rodeo drive, chic salons full off 

Unsatisfied wives! 

Lease me a car, a VIP they say I've gotta be 

Cause you won t get far! 

Walkings unheard of so don"t 

In Los Angeles! 

Oh, Carlos and Charlies supply la's folley with mild thrills 

Then the finale, champagne with a twist of those lemon pills 

There no denyin my spirit is dying in 

Los Angeles, they'll get down on their knees 

For a line to read, or those lines to breathe, 

I'm not complainin', just caught up in Los Angeles