Intro: F , C , Dm , C
F
The traffic's backed up on the 405,
C
And the smog's so thick you can cut it with a knife,
Dm
But it gives me time,
C
To think about my life,
F
I take the 10 to the 5 to the 101,
C
I got a song sitting here on the tip of my tongue,
Dm
And the more I drive,
C
The more I feel alive.
Bb C
Well I don't know what you're doing to me,
F
But it sure feels right,
Bb C
Well I don't know what you're doing to me,
F
But let's do it all night,
Bb C
When the sunlight breaks through the LA sky,
A Dm C
For some damn reason it makes me smile,
Bb C
And I don't know what you're doing to me,
F
But it sure feels right.
It goes the same on rest of the song..
I'm driving down Sunset Boulevard,
Sex Pistols on the radio in my car,
And I must be high,
I just saw Jesus walk by.
I make a hard left as the sun comes up,
Over Hollywood vampires ditching their luck,
Baby lock your door,
Yeah we've seen this before.
And I don't know what you're doing to me,
But it sure feels right,
And I don't know what you're doing to me,
But let's do it all night,
When the sunlight breaks through the LA sky,
For some damn reason it makes me smile,
And I don't know what you're doing to me,
Solo: Bb , C , F 2x
Bb , C , A , Dm - C, Bb , C , F
Bb C
But it sure feels right, Eh
F
Soaking up the sunshine,
Sitting on the forward Five,
Bb C
I can take my time just to do what I like,
F
Because it sure feels right,
Just singing to the radio,
Bb C
I don't know what you're doing to me,
A Dm C Bb
But let's do it all night.
Bb C F
Just singing to the radio,
Everybody's singing to the radio...