L.A. - The Wilkinsons

Written by：Natalie Hemby/Michael Dulaney

All the hunnies in the bathroom stalls

Drawing their lips and making business calls

All the apathetic trust fund boys

Making the rounds in their expensive toys

I don't wanna lose you to L.A

I don't wanna lose you tonight

I don't wanna lose you to L.A

And all of the bright lights

Oh all of the bight lights

You can hang under the

Prada sign

While you're walking your dog on Rodeo Drive

You can surgically remove your soul

While you dream of your leading role

I don't wanna lose you to L.A

I don't wanna lose you in the sun

I don't wanna lose you to L.A

And all of the big fun

Oh all of the big fun

Oh how it starts irritate

Oh that's OK cause the weather is great

Oh every day yeah

You might need a lawyer for your friends

Hit all the spots cause he can get you in

Introduce yourself to glam rock stars

Give em a ride in your electric car

I don't wanna lose you to L.A

I don't wanna lose you in the sun

I don't wanna lose you to L.A

And all of the big fun I don't wanna lose you to L.A

I don't wanna lose you tonight

I don't wanna lose you to L.A

To L.A. And all of the bright lights

Oh all of the bight lights

All the hunnies in the bathroom stalls

And all the apathetic trust fund boys

In L.A. L.A.

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