[Verse 1]
LA is the place, sets my mind ablaze
For me it's a race through a cotton-picking maze
For you it's a chase, but I lose you in the haze
I like spend my days while you're catchin' rain in your cage
Go out!

[Verse 2]
The town makes me jump, it's got a bunch of bad chicks
Well sure, it's got some chumps, but I still get my kicks
My body loves to scrump when I lick the ripe pick
Alike dump on a thumb
Pop hump, hump, hump, pop out

[Verse 3]
The action never stops, I'm as wild as can be
Because I'm shooting for the top, and my best friend is Flea
Oom Chucka Willy knew the balls could pop
But he never met the Tree so he never bebopped, hop out

[Verse 4]
Antoine the Swan, from the pretty fish pond
Was a bad motherfucker, you could tell by his clothes
He wore a cold paisley jacket and a hella fine ass
In between his legs was a sweet young lass
Threw a hundred women up against the wall
And he swore to the devil that he'd fuck 'em all
By the time he got to ninety-nine he had to stop
'Cause his penis and his ball were about to pop
[Bridge]
Last night and the night before
I heard a fop outside, then I came indoors!
Freak out!

[Verse 5]
Now that I told you a little something about the Flea
A little something about the Tree
A little something about me
I can't leave you hangin' about my man Oom Chucka Willie
From the coconut grove, was a mean mother fucker
Slim get down, rock your guitar!

[Outro]
We're all a bunch of brothers living in a cool way
Along with six million others in this place called LA
Step out!