Lyrics:
Under the hard sun
'Cause one day you'll be
Settling down with me
California heaven
Under a hard sun
California heaven
Keeps you on the run
Then the clouds broke apart
Then the sun reappeared
No, it didn't, but it felt like it did in my heart
I wanted to live again
Oh, by the way we lost
Shake them niggas
Scary hours no money out
Smash the Guinness Stout
Play the outfield, Lucille
Switched cracks on shields
She's a rich fiend
and the sun starts shinin'
And the waves are saying welcome home
Cuz you're my California girl, well you know you rock my world
With your sun kissed hair
Do you want to come
Do you want to get on California time
Take a picture by the Hollywood sign
Head to the beach with a bottle of cheap wine
I know I
on the border
Drivin' back roads every night
Mountains east of El Cajon
North of the Tecate line.
Where the California summer sun
Will burn right through
Just blaze up and roll the top down
'Neath that California sun
Oh let those police helicopters
Shine the spotlights down on me
And I thank my lucky stars
me by the shore
California looks good on you
Love how the sun can kiss your face
And you don't have a clue what you do to me
California looks good
We used to drive to the ocean
Lie by the waves
Bathe in the moment
Now I'm alone, I pray for rain to come
Take me away, hmm
Away from
a chore
Counting the rounds like a revolving door
I'm yours on the day when
California falls into the sea
The birds know the way and fly away, if one
So I found myself in the sun, oh yeah
A hell of a place to end a run, oh yeah
California, I'm fine
Somebody check my brain
California's all right
Working all day
And the sun don't shine
Trying to get by
And I'm just killin' time
I feel the rain
Fall the whole night through
Far away from you
touched, any bitch could get fucked,
Under the California sun, impalas and big trucks,
They say Suge got knocked out, but don't play that nigga cheap,
car on the beach
And I'm gonna hang the sun above your bed
And soak your hair in bleach
You'll be missed, Miss California
You'll be kissed by only me
smoking dope I was selling coke
Well rocked up to a 8 year old
When it popped up, call it pot luck
500 G's, nigga pretty please
Condos, where it's sun
Working all day
And the sun don't shine
Trying to get by
And I'm just killin' time
I feel the rain
Fall the whole night through
Far away from you
to love
I got a German shepherd
And his name is Doug
I'm heading for the sun
I'm gonna become
A California sex lawyer
Oh yeah
A California sex
California is the place to be
When you're alone in the world and you wanna be free
Up in the hills or down by the sea
Deep in the canyons where
But it's all love
Still California love
The atmosphere I, I grew up in
Sun going down, Lets accrue these sins
Get outta line, that's a check
beat
I be shoppin' California stores in California streets. The bay where I reside, my California retreat
You might catch me up in Sun Valley at Empire,
Sober
Never hungover
Soak up that California sun
Before you know it you'll be done
Drunken mess at the end of the day
Richter scale will decide our
Baby if you wanna leave
Come to California, be a freak like me, too
Screw your anonymity
Loving me is all you need to feel
Like I do
We could slow
I was bored so I drove to the beach
Sat by the ocean a while
Sun on my hair and the sand on my cheeks
So beautiful I could cry
All these little
California,
Sun sets enough to get by
I've been dreaming about it for days
And now I know why
I can feel it in my bones, its a careless season,
It
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