[Verse 1]
City of angels, city of stars
Well, she shined brightest on that boulevard
She introduced me to Jackson Browne
Convertible rode me all over that town
Oh, my LAX

[Verse 2]
Well, she always carried a Polaroid camera
She always had that Kodak glamour
She moved out there to chase her dream
To be an actress on that silver screen
Oh, my LAX

[Chorus]
Well, dear seventy degrees and sunny
Please hold tight to my California honey
Make her famous, give her lots of monеy
And tell her I wish her all thе best
And oh, she'll always be my LAX

[Interlude]
How's California feelin' tonight?
Not bad for a Tuesday, huh?

[Bridge]
Nag Champa and marijuana
I close my eyes and I can smell it on her
I'm boardin' my plane back to Nashville, Tennessee
I wonder if she's ever gonna think about me
[Chorus]
Well, dear palm trees and palm readers
Tattoo artists and make believers
Come on and tell her, man, next time you see her
That I just wish her all the best
And oh, she'll always be my LAX

[Outro]
And oh, she'll always be my LAX