Beau Phillips – Lost In La lyrics

You are in LA
What do you do?
It’s so never late
To collect yourself a crew
Coagulate the Cadillacs
Like an army line
Instigate a hash attack
Smoke at Sunset and Vine
Head for West Hollywood
Sunset is a runway
For departing flights, Melrose Nights
The night begs you to stay

Some get lost in LA
Winding roads lead some astray
Some see ghosts that roundelay
In midnight halls and dark highways

In the after hour
So many possibilities
Cruising through Gower
Hope the Piggies will appease
Valet the Wheels, pass the line
Head straight to the back
Chase a line, feel so ill
Dance to a throwback
Consult the Magic 8 Ball
Thus, on to the next fest
Everything Sensational
Welcome to the Wild West

Some get lost in LA
Winding roads lead some astray
Some see ghosts that roundelay
In midnight halls and dark highways