It's too late, in L.A. it's too late   look at you, look at you   is that the face you wanted?      You don't see, you don't rock   and feed the machine   wasted precious years      You feel good   you feel free   Live your lifestyle   You have no troubles   You have no regrets      Lost in victories of your illusions of your broken dreams   Don't leave your path      But you don't have to change your mind, 'cause you're      Beautiful   You're beautiful   No matter what you say and what you do   Beautiful   Created for a plastic world      And I see your plastic   You foxy lady   Where are you, where are you   Your mind is playing tricks      Buy your magazines   and learn your lifestyle   Lost in victories of your dreams,   Wake up...