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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