[Flight Announcement]
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"Flight 101, Super Jet service for Pittsburgh and Los Angeles
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will depart from Gate 12. Passengers may proceed into the
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gate area for checking..." [faded out echoing]
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[Slug]
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(Oh yeah) Los Angeles, hot and bothered
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Helicopters watch their daughters play parking lot soccer
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A whole lot of love from the target's hide
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Got a soul looking for a magic carpet ride
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Environment, perfect for a hustle
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Many people are distracted by the puzzle
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And while they're not lookin', the angel got tooken
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Welcome to the gray space between fingerprinting and booking
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Do your best 'cause the lesson is love
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It's enough to keep your head up, another day to get up
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Wake up, and let the sun shine through the smog
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Free the dialogue 'til everyone believes in God
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L.A., to some it's hell, to some it's play
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Pay the cover charge and watch what you say
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The Barbie doll's caught, body parts come off
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And I think she's a he...STOP, look at how it walks
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They got the weirdoes, the talent, the beautiful
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An arm and a leg for a one-story cubicle
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And if the heat don't beat you, the pigs will
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Everyone's relaxed, but no one can sit still
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Los Angeles... I love it, I love it...
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(Lips Glisten... believe 'em.)
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"Ooh California highway... California my way."
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Los Angeles
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Atmosphere |