As he dismisses the Frank Sinatra anthem towns of New York and Chicago, a crunchy synth kicks in-‘80s production be damned-and a nasally proclamation that “we was born to ride” inspires a sense of, dare we say, pride in LA, Santa Anas blowing and all. It may not be the most, ah, complex composition, but Randy Newman's 1983 anthem has a simple message you can't mess with-overwhelming love for the city (while having a shitload of fun).
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