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Hot Fudge

Yeah!Queen Bitch, eat the rich

I'm on the second course today.

I'm not the first

And I won't be the worst

You done most of LA.

Can't find a virgin

I can get you a surgeon

24 hours a day.

Wasn't Jean Genie a Rolling Stones hit?

I'm about to be blown away.Come on, sing itTake me to the place where the sunshine flows

Oh my sunset rodeo.Hot fudge

Here comes the judge

There's a green card and a way

The holy ghost

And the whole east coast

Are moving to LA

And we've been

Dreaming of this feeling

Since 1988

Mother, things have got to change

I'm moving to LA.Take the piss

I was English

God bless you Uncle Sam.

You got a cool gene pool

And I went to school

And God knows I love to tan.

Making cents and dead presidents

Before I could count to ten.

With the nation behind me

Can't stop the limey

She's on her back again.Come on, sing itTake me to the place where the sunshine flows

Oh my sunset rodeo.Hot fudge

Here comes the judge

There's a green card and a way

The holy ghost

And the whole east coast

Are moving to LA

'Cause we've been

Dreaming of this feeling

Since 1988

Mother, things have got to change

I'm moving to LA, LA, LATake me to the place where the sunshine flows

Oh my sunset rodeo.Hot fudge

Here comes the judge

There's a green card and a way

The holy ghost

And the whole east coast

Are moving to LA

'Cause we've been

Dreaming of this feeling

Since 1988

Mother, things have got to change

I'm moving toKeep a-moving keep a-moving, keep a-moving to LA

Mo, mo, mo, mo

Songwriters

WILLIAMS, ROBERT PETER / CHAMBERS, GUY ANTONYPublished by

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