woke up again this morning with the sun in my eyes,
When mike came over with a script surprise.
A mafioso story with a twist,
A too wong foo, julie newmar hitch,
Get your a__ out of bed, he said:
Ill explain it on the way.

But we did nothing, absolutely nothing that day, and I say:
What the hell am I doing drinking in l.a. at 26?
I got the fever for the flavour, the payback will be later, still I need a fix.

And the girls on the bus kept on laughing at us,
As we rode on the ten down to venice again.
Flaring out the g-funk,
Sipping on a juice and gin,
Just me and a friend.
Feeling kinda groovy,
Working on a movie. (yeah right!)

But we did nothing, absolutely butkis that day, and I say:
What the hell am I doing drinking in l.a. at 26?

With my mind on my money and my money on my... beer, beer!

I know that life is for the taking, so I better wise up, and take it quick.

Yeah, one more time at trader vics.

Some men there wanted to hurt us,
And other men said we werent worth the fuss.
We could see them all b____ing by the bar,
About the fine line, between the rich and the poor.
Then mike turned to me and said:
what do you think we got done son?

Weve got a conclusion, and I guess thats something, so I ask you:
What the hell am I doing drinking in l.a. at 26?
I got the fever for the nectar, the payback will be later, still I need a fix.

We need to fix you up, call me monday and maybe well fix it all up.

Hell-a-l.a., hell hell-a-l.a.! ...

So I ask you:
What the hell am I doing drinking in l.a. at 26?

Hell-a-l.a., hell hell-a-l.a.

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