Drinking In L.A.

Hi, my name is StereoMike
 Yeah, we got 3 tickets to the Bran Van concert this Monday night
 At the Pacific Pallisades. You can all dial in if you want to answer
 A couple of questions, namely
 What is Todd's favorite cheese
 Jackie just called up and said it was a form of Roquefort
 We'll see about that
 Give us a ring-ding-ding! It's a beautiful day
 Yeah Todd, this is Liquid ring-a-ding-a-dinging
 I want those 3 Bran Van tickets man
 Waddya think?
 Todd, you there?
 I 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 "To Wong Foo, Julie Newmar" hitch
 Get your ass out of bed, he said:
 I'll explain it on the way
 But we did nothing
 Absolutely nothing that day
 And I'll say
 What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A.
 At twenty six?
 I got the fever for the flavor
 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 juice and gin
 Just me and a friend
 Feeling kinda groovy
 Working on a movie
 (Yeah right!)
 But we did nothing
 Absolutely bupkis
 That day
 And I'll say
 What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A.
 At twenty six?
 With my mind on my money and my money on my, beer beer!
 I know that life is for the taking
 So I'd better wise up
 And take it quickly
 (Yeah one more time at trader vics)
 Some men there wanted to hurt us
 And other men
 Said we weren't worth the fuss
 We could see them all bitching 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?
 We've got a conclusion
 And I guess that's something
 So I ask you
 What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A.
 At twenty six?
 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 we'll fix it all up)
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 So I ask you
 What the hell am I doing drinking in LA
 At twenty six?
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