[bad word] [bad word] 
Feels like I'm floating
With the world down below
Instead of walking on the sidewalk
I'm going with the flow
Instead of meddling hard lines
There is heaven and earth
And, baby, I've still got [bad word] But they don't seem to hurt

And I don't wanna waste another day
Have you got room for my suitcase?
Oh, baby, call me over
Beg me to stay
And I'll never leave LA

Maybe it's the sunshine
Or the tall palm trees
Maybe it's your light blue eyes
That got me weak in the knees
Baby, I don't need strong legs
For just swimming in the sky
And if you're somewhere beside me
I seem to just stay high

And I don't wanna waste another day
Have you got room for my suitcase?
Oh, baby, call me over
Beg me to stay
And I'll never leave LA

Through the haze of the smog and the smoke is a pink sunset
And tattooed on my body is our winning bet
And as the city sky darkens
I'm headed to your house
If there is such thing as [bad word] love
We got it all figured out

And I don't wanna waste another day
Have you got room for my suitcase?
Oh, baby, call me over
Beg me to stay
And I'll never leave LA

And I don't wanna waste another day
Have you got room for my suitcase?
Oh, baby, call me over
Beg me to stay
And I'll never leave LA
Leave LA
Never leave LA