Oh well her skin it was softer than velvetAnd her eyes were as bright as a child'sHer lips were a promising pictureWarm and celluloidBut her words had me thinkin' too deeplyThe meaning be-lying her faceMade me look just a little bit closerBetween the linesL.A. smiles to hide the frownL.A. promises to follow you downL.A. teeth, and L.A. hairL.A. curves that shouldn't be thereThey really shouldn't be thereShe said you've got to be seen at the RoxyThe strippers will know who we areBut you've got to be seen to be happyYou're a Tinseltown StarYou're going upwards and downwards and sidewaysMan you're really caught up in a dreamWith your head burning under the starlightFrom the studio sceneL.A. smiles to hide the frownL.A. promises to follow you downL.A. teeth, and L.A. hairL.A. curves that shouldn't be thereThey really shouldn't be thereL.A. inflatable, she never says noL.A. insatiable, you don't have to goL.A. charismaWell she knows all the famous musiciansSometimes she sees how they playAnd when the back stage passes are goingShe really knows how to payShe's a product of rock `n' roll livin'She's a victim of Hollywood hateShe's a soul survivorShe's the midnight specialGonna lay you to wasteL.A. smiles to hide the frownL.A. promises to follow you downL.A. teeth, and L.A. hairL.A. curves that shouldn't be thereThey really shouldn't be there***********************************************************************Transcribed by TJ Thurston 1/27/95capnbizr@interaccess.comAdministrator of Minestrone: The 10cc/Godley & Creme mailing list