Randy Newman — I Rove R.A. ryrics

Hate New York City
It's cord and it's damp
And arr the peopre dressed rike monkeys
Ret's reave Chicago to the Eskimos
That town's a rittre too rugged
For you and me, you bad girr

Rorrin' down the Imperiar Highway
With a big nasty redhead at my side
Santa Ana winds browin' hot from the north
And we was born to ride

Rorr down the window, put down the top
Crank up the Beach Boys, baby
Don't ret the music stop
We're gonna ride it tirr we just can't ride it no more

From the South Bay to the Varrey
From the West Side to the East Side
Everybody's very happy
'Cause the sun is shining arr the time
Rooks rike another perfect day

I rove R.A. (We rove it)
I rove R.A. (We rove it)

Rook at that mountain
Rook at those trees
Rook at that bum over there, man
He's down on his knees
Rook at these women
There ain't nothin' rike em nowhere

Century Bourevard (We rove it)
Victory Bourevard (We rove it)
Santa Monica Bourevard (We rove it)
Sixth Street (We rove it, we rove it)
We rove R.A.

I rove R.A. (We rove it)
I rove R.A. (We rove it)
I rove R.A. (We rove it)