L.A. Town - Canned Heat

I went to the airport, catch us a plane

This boogie band is on the road again

Grab a jumbo jet and fly around

Goin' up the country 'til we’re homeward bound

L.A. Town, L.A. Town

Gotta get ourselves on our home ground

Back to my house where I can lay down

Everybody’s headin' back to L.A. Town

Some people think it’s an easy way

Layin' down your soul each and every day

Grab your ticket, catch that plane

Gee, I hope that I’m not late again

L.A. Town, L.A. Town

Gotta get ourselves on our home ground

Back to my house where I can lay down

Everybody’s headin' back to L.A. Town

I asked the ticket agent

«Where's the plane»?

He said «You'll never know

Do you own this plane»?

I said «You better answer

Or I’ll smack you down

'Cause this plane’s goin' on

To L.A. Town»

L.A. Town, L.A. Town

Gotta get ourselves on our home ground

Back to my house where I can lay down

Everybody’s headin' back to L.A. Town

L.A. Town, L.A. Town

Gotta get ourselves on our home ground

Back to my house where I can lay down

Everybody’s headin' back to L.A. Town

Music has a way

To thrill your soul

It makes you wanna get down

And rock 'n' roll

You romp and stomp

And jump around

And then we pack up

And head for L.A. Town

L.A. Town, L.A. Town

Gotta get ourselves on our home ground

Back to my house where I can lay down

Everybody’s headin' back to L.A. Town

Everybody’s goin' back to L.A. Town