Intro: C Gb D Gb Hate New York City, cold and it's damp Em7 Am7 E Em7 G A And all the people dressed like monkees C C7 C C B Bb Let's leave Chicago to the Eskimo's Em7 E That town's a little rugged, for you and me, babe Verse 1: A Rollin' down D Imperial Highway A E Big nasty redhead at my side A D Gbm Santa Ana winds blowing hot from the north A Gbm E We were born to ride A Roll down the windows E Put down the top A Crank up the Beach Boys then D Gbm Don't let the music stop A We're gonna ride it till we E Gbm Just can't ride it no more Pre-Chorus: D Gbm From the South Bay, to the Valley Dbm E From the Westside, to the Eastside D Gbm Everybody's, very happy Dbm E Cos the sun is shinin' all the time G Looks like another perfect day Chorus: A Gbm E I love l.a. A Gbm E We love it! A Gbm E I love l.a. A Gbm E We love it! We love it! Solo: F F Am Am Bb Bb F F F F Eb Eb G Ahhhhhh...... Verse 2: C Look at that mountain G Look at those trees C Look at that bum over there F Am Man, he's down on his knees C Look at these women G Am F Ain't nothin' like them nowhere Am F Century Blvd...We love it! Am F Victory Blvd...We love it! Am F Santa Monica Blvd...We love it! G 6th Street..We love it, we love it we love it.... We love l.a.! Solo -x4-: C Ab6 Bb G Chorus: C Am G I love l.a. C Am G We love it! C Am G I love l.a. C Am G We love it! C Am G I love l.a. C We love it!
