All My Exes Live in L.A. (feat. Lola Kirke)

First came, ol' sunglasses inside
Then the one who wouldn't let me drive
Then along came the one with the long hair just like mine
Then the one with the cowboy hat
Rhinestones and all of that
Then the one with the suit and tie
A little too nice, so I had to say: Bye
I'm peacin' out and adiosin'
Couple of 'em, I'm just ghostin'

All my exes live in L.A
That's why I'm on this freeway
Running from the city like a bat out of Beverly Hills
All my exes live in L.A
So I'ma make a George and head straight
For the mountains or the desert or my mama's or anywhere else

Don't mind the traffic or the haze
The sun shining every day
California's, oh, so sweet
Them hippies been good to me
But it's time to say goodbye to that old Hollywood sign
And if you need a reason, here's exactly I'm leaving

All my exes live in L.A
That's why I'm on this freeway
Running from the city like a bat out of Beverly Hills
All my exes live in L.A
So I'ma make like George and head straight
For the mountains or the desert or my mama's or anywhere else

Maybe Texas or NYC
Oklahoma or BFE
Southern France or Italy
Maybe somewhere in Tennessee
I guess we'll see

All my exes live in L.A
That's why I'm on this freeway
Running from the city like a bat out of Beverly Hills
All my exes live in L.A
So I'ma make like George and head straight
For the mountains or the desert or my mama's or anywhere else
All my exes live in L.A
So I'ma make like George and head straight
For the mountains or the desert or my mama's or anywhere else

Anywhere else, anywhere else
Anywhere else, anywhere else