Out In L.A. - Demo Version

Oh, L.A. is the place, sets my mind ablaze
For me, it's a race through a cotton pickin' maze
For you it's a chase, but I lose you in the haze
And now you spend your days catchin rain in chase
Go out!

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
Like a come on a thumb
Poppin' hump, hump, hump
Pop out

The action never stops, i'm as wild as can be
'Cause I'm shooting for the top and my best friend is Flea
Oom chucka willy knew the balls to pop
But he never met the tree so he never be-bopped
Out hop!

Antwan the swan, from the pretty fish pond
Was a bad mother jumper, you could tell he was strong
He war a cold paisley jacket and a hellified hat
And between his legs was a cocksuckin' lass
He threw a hundred women up against the wall
And he swore to fear that he fucked 'em all
By the time he got to ninety nine, he had to stop
Because that's when he thought that he heard a phone

Last night and the night before, I heard a Fop outside
Then I came indoors
Freak out!

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 Baby B, it's 'cause he's smooth like a cat
Play the jamming backstage and he screeching the sound
Doesn't know where he's at!

We're all a bunch of brothers livin' in a cool way
Along with six million others in this place called L.A.
Step out!