It`s nine o` clock on Monday morning and I`m late
I stayed up drinking with the girls from Silver Lake
With no make-up on I get into my car
And then I drive into the freeway parking lot
They say I`m lazy, I`m always late
Full of excuses, I`m from LA
They say I`m careless, can`t find my way
Crazy and precious, I`m from LA
I`m all hung over, feels like nails inside my head
It`s getting hot, the sweat is dripping down my legs
The air conditioner still broken from the quake
And now I`m melting like a wax doll in the flames
(Here in LA)
They say I`m lazy, I`m always late
Full of excuses, I`m from LA
They say I`m careless, can`t find my way
Crazy and precious, I`m from LA
The radio says sig alert all throughout the five
I`m right behind an ugly Saab with broken lights
I put my make-up on while Betty`s on the line
With nothing else to do it helps me pass the time
They say I`m lazy, I`m always late
Full of excuses, I`m from LA
They say I`m careless, can`t find my way
Crazy and precious, I`m from LA