East L.A. - War, Eric Burdon

When you see a girl walking down the street

You can bet she’s fine, you can bet she’s sweet

Down in East L.A.,

Down in East L. A

Not too far from the city lights

Latin music fills the night

Down in East L.A.,

Down in East L. A

Cholos hang in the neighborhood

Standing on the corner feeling good

Down in East L.A.,

Down in East L. A

Woooah, Down in East L.A.,

Woooah, Down in East L. A

It’s a part of the city

But it’s more than a place

It’s a smile on a face

It’s a dream come true

And it’s me and you

And we feel it down deep in the soul

And it gives from the young

And it gives to the old

It’s the promised land

Where a man can be a man

And his home

Yes his home

So be my friend

And drink some wine

Together we can party all the time

Down in East L.A.,

Down in East L. A

Woooah, down in East L.A.,

Woooah, down in East L.A.,

Woooah, down in East L. A

Down in East L. A

I got friends in East L. A

Yes I do

I want to thank them for being my friends

And I want to thank you all for all being my friends

Down in East L.A.,

Down in East L.A.,

Don’t you know

Don’t you know