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The traffic's backed up on the 405
And the smog's so thick, you can cut it with a knife
But it gives me time to think about my life
I take the 10 to the 5 to the 101
I got a song sitting here on the tip of my tongue
And the more I drive, the more I feel alive
Well, I don't know what you're doing to me
But it sure feels right
Well, I don't know what you're doing to me
But let's do it all night
When the sunlight breaks through the L.A. sky
For some damn reason it makes me smile
And I don't know what you're doing to me
But it sure feels right
I'm driving down Sunset Boulevard
Sex Pistols on the radio in my car
And I must be high, I just saw Jesus walk by
I make a hard left as the sun comes up
Over Hollywood vampires dishing their luck
Baby, lock your door, yeah, we've seen this before
And I don't know what you're doing to me
But it sure feels right
And I don't know what you're doing to me
But let's do it all night
When the sunlight breaks through the L.A. sky
For some damn reason it makes me smile
And I don't know what you're doing to me
But it sure feels right
And I don't know what you're doing to me
But it sure feels right
And I don't know what you're doing to me
But let's do it all night
When the sunlight breaks through the L.A. sky
For some damn reason it makes me smile
And I don't know what you're doing to me
But it sure feels right
Soaking up the sunshine, sitting on the forward Five
I can take my time just to do what I like
Because it sure feels right just singing to the radio
I don't know what you're doing to me
But let's do it all night
Just singing to the radio
Everybody's singing to the radio
[Incomprehensible]
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