Song 3 — текст песни (Robbie Williams)

Come join the band
Come shag the damned
God I blow them away
A heart of chrome
A broken home
I got plenty to say

Who ya doin`
Don`t spoil my day
A bigger better offer baby
Is on it`s way
You gotta love LA

I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I`m stoppin` traffic
Cause they dig the fame
And I`m just the same

Sorry ba-baby
Haven`t seen you lately
Do you still give it away
So get my peeps
To call your peeps
Cause we`ve got nothing to say

Don`t feed the models
Don`t look (at) the police
Don`t go to Crenshaw Bouli
Cause Wally can`t get fleeced
Gotta love LA


I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I`m stoppin` traffic
Cause I dig the fame

I`m hearing voices voices
Like a jumbo jet
Too many choices choices
Gotta love LA
Californ-i-a

Who ya doin` baby
Don`t spoil my day
You`ve been gloating lately baby
And I dig LA
Got nothing to say

I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I`m stoppin` traffic
Cause I dig the fame

I`m hearing voices voices
Like a jumbo jet
Too many choices choices
Gotta love LA
Californ-i-a