Walking In Los Angeles

I'm gonna walk two, three, four down the street

Singing to the sidewalk as I keep to the beat of the cars

Of the cars

I'm gonna watch the pavement to skip the cracks

Careful not to step on them or break my mama's back

Or go to the moon

So we begin

Another day in California

Be good or sin

Don't go right there

I tried to warn ya

Nothing could be

Prettier than this

Walking in Los Angeles

But who does it?

I'm gonna wave hello to the friends I met

The city seems much smaller when you travel by the side of the street

Just watch for the borders

Gonna sing a song to the meter maid

Tell her it's a holiday

Or maybe that there's a parade

So forget about quarters

So we begin

Another day in California

Be good or sin

Don't go right there

I tried to warn ya

Nothing could be

Prettier than this

Walking in Los Angeles

But who does it?

I wear my fancy shoes

And hop with every step

From heel to toe I mean, I'm marching with me soul between them

Stepping down the walk of fame

I'll skip the stars filled with dead people's names

And I'll keep walking

Gonna sing a song to a homeless man

I'll take the melody and he'll bang on a tin can

That rings through the city

And we'll march together for 3-4-4

The homeless man, the meter maid, and me marching like never before

We'll wave like we're pretty

So we begin

Another day in California

Be good or sin

Don't go right there

I tried to warn ya

Nothing could be

Prettier than this

Walking in Los Angeles

But who does it?