Los Angeles Ozma

Each Friday night
I've gotta moan
Cause it's not right
To be alone
And I'm alone

And so I sleep
Wake up at dawn
And leave before
The moon is gone
I know it's wrong
Wr-o-o-ong

I've got to find some way out of here
Jump on a plane and I'll disappear
Maybe east of Ohio
Maybe that's where I ought to go

Cause living here I've got so down
I guess that's why I've got to leave town
To find some place I haven't found
Cause I know that you'll be there waiting

Back, back, honey
Take me back, baby
I want to stay in L.A
Back, back, honey
Take me back, sugar
I want to stay