Enjoyin’ my ride, flying down Westlake Avenue.
Nowhere to be, thought I’d enjoy the view.
Wasn’t looking for anyone, caught a glimpse of you.
It’s not like there’s something better to do, flying down Westlake Avenue.

Knew I’d be late for dinner, by the time I got home.
Don’t matter now, I’m dinning out on my own.
Saw the message you left me taped to the telephone.
So I grabbed the keys, I’m going alone flying down Westlake Avenue.

Life can get expensive on Westlake Avenue.
Dinner at Jakes can set you back quite a few.
But that ain’t nothing compare the mess I got into
Enjoying my ride, flying down Westlake Avenue.