Red Hot Chili Peppers - Out In L.A. Lyrics
We're all a bunch of brothers livin' in a cool wayAlong with six million others in this place called L.A.L.A.'s the place, sets my mind ablazeFor me, it's a race through a cotton pickin' mazeThe town makes me jump, it's got a bunch of bad chicksWell sure, it's got some chumps but I still get my kicksMy body loves to scrump when I lick the ripe pickLike a come on a thumbPoppin' hump, hump, hump, pop outThe action never stops, I'm as wild as can be'Cos I'm shooting for the top and my best friend's FleaOom Chucka Willy knew that balls could popBut he never met the Tree so he never be-bopped out hop!Antoine the Swan, from the pretty fish pondWas a bad mother jumper, you could tell he was strongHe wore a cold paisley jacket and a hellified assAnd between his legs was a ***** suckin' lassHe threw a hundred women up against the wallAnd he swore to fear that he'd ***** 'em allBy the time he got to ninety nine, he had to stopBecause that's when he thought that he heard a FOP!Last night and the night before, I heard aFop outside, then I came in doorsRock out!Now that I told you a little something about the FleaA little something about the Tree, a little something about meI can't leave you hangin' but my man Sherm zee, he swings the yang, he bangs theYangAnd now, it's time to hear him do his thang, you better be burning Sherman!We're all a bunch of brothers livin' in a cool wayAlong with six million others in this place called L.A.Step out!
