The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Yee-haw
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 L.A.
Can't find a virgin
I can get you a surgeon
24 hours a day
Call her Jean Genie you big lip meanie
I'm about to be blown away
Come on, sing it
Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
Oh, my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge
Here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother, things have gotta change
I'm moving to L.A.
Uh
Take the piss, always English
God bless you, Uncle Sam
You got a cool gene pool and our winter's cruel
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 it
Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
Oh, my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge
Here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother, things have gotta change
I'm moving to L.A.
L.A., L.A., L.A.
L.A., L.A., L.A.
L.A., L.A., L.A.
Ha, ha, ha, hoo, hoo
Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
Oh, my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge
Here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother, things have gotta change
I'm moving to
Hot fudge
Here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother, things have gotta change
I'm moving to L.A.
Keep a-moving to L.A.
Keep a-moving to L.A.
Keep a-moving
Keep a-moving
Keep a-moving to L.A.
Keep a-moving
Keep a-moving
Keep a-moving to L.A.
And now stop
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 L.A.
Can't find a virgin
I can get you a surgeon
24 hours a day
Call her Jean Genie you big lip meanie
I'm about to be blown away
Come on, sing it
Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
Oh, my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge
Here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother, things have gotta change
I'm moving to L.A.
Uh
Take the piss, always English
God bless you, Uncle Sam
You got a cool gene pool and our winter's cruel
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 it
Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
Oh, my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge
Here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother, things have gotta change
I'm moving to L.A.
L.A., L.A., L.A.
L.A., L.A., L.A.
L.A., L.A., L.A.
Ha, ha, ha, hoo, hoo
Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
Oh, my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge
Here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother, things have gotta change
I'm moving to
Hot fudge
Here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother, things have gotta change
I'm moving to L.A.
Keep a-moving to L.A.
Keep a-moving to L.A.
Keep a-moving
Keep a-moving
Keep a-moving to L.A.
Keep a-moving
Keep a-moving
Keep a-moving to L.A.
And now stop
Lyrics submitted by kevlar_soul
Hot Fudge [XXV Version] Lyrics as written by Guy Antony Chambers Robert Peter Williams
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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