C C C C Cadd2 C (x2)
There is a city by the sea, a gentle com - pa - ny,
Asus2 Em F F G GI don't suppose you want to
And as it tells its sorry tale, in harrowing detail
Its hollowness will haunt you
Dm Dmadd2 F Fdd2 Am Asus2
Its streets and boulevards, orphans and oligarchs it hears
F Fdd2 Dm Dmadd2A plaintive melody, truncated symphony
An ocean's garbled vomit on the shore,
F F G G CLos Angeles, I'm yours
C C C C Cadd2 C (x4) F F G G
Oh ladies pleasant and demure, sallow-cheeked and sure
I can see your undies
And all the boys you drag about, an empty fallow fount
From Saturdays to Mondays
You hill and valley crowd, hanging your trousers down at heel
This is the realest thing, as ancient choirs sing
A dozen blushing cherubs wheel above
Los Angeles my love
C C C C Cadd2 C (x2)
C C# Dmaj7 C#m Dmaj7 C#m C#m D# E . . . (solos)
D D Bm Bsus2 F#m G G A A
Oh what a rush of ripe élan, languor on divans, dalliant and dainty
D Dsus2 D Dsus2 BmBut oh the smell of burnt cocaine, the dolor and decay
It only makes me cranky
Dm Dmadd2 F Fsus2 Am Asus2 AmOh great calamity, ditch of iniquity and tears
F Fsus2 Dm Dmadd2How I abhor this place, its sweet and bitter taste
Has left me wretched, retching on all fours
F F G G CLos Angeles, I'm yours
Los Angeles, I'm yours
Los Angeles, I'm yours
F F G G CF F G G C
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