Lyric I m From LA

It s nine o clock on Monday morning and I m late
I stayed up drinking with the girls from Silver Lake
With no make-up on I get into my car
And then I drive into the freeway parking lot

They say I m lazy, I m always late
Full of excuses, I m from LA
They say I m careless, can t find my way
Crazy and precious, I m from LA

I m all hung over, feels like nails inside my head
It s getting hot, the sweat is dripping down my legs
The air conditioner still broken from the quake
And now I m melting like a wax doll in the flames
(Here in LA)

They say I m lazy, I m always late
Full of excuses, I m from LA
They say I m careless, can t find my way
Crazy and precious, I m from LA

The radio says sig alert all throughout the five
I m right behind an ugly Saab with broken lights
I put my make-up on while Betty s on the line
With nothing else to do it helps me pass the time

They say I m lazy, I m always late
Full of excuses, I m from LA
They say I m careless, can t find my way
Crazy and precious, I m from LA