Lyrics:
L.A. traffic is bad this time of year
But there's a friend of yours in California
Sure wishes you were here
And as you lay your head on your
baby
Honey don't you wanna go?
Back to the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Now six and two is eight
Eight and two is ten
Friend
you wanna go
Back to the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Now six and two is eight
Eight and two is ten
Friend-boy she trick you one
baby
Honey don't you wanna go?
Back to the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Now six and two is eight
Eight and two is ten
Friend
don't have to
Have the answers
Don't you worry
Don't you worry
It's gonna be alright
If you're on a sinking ship
The California kids
Will throw
She came out with her best friend for the summer in L.A.
They took a spot and plopped down on the beach
You find them there near every day
And I
day
California dreamin', ohh
California dreamin'
Got to get to LA
Friend of mine told me there's sunshine every day
California dreamin', ohh
Then I went to see some friends of mine
Down in Florence, Alabama
When you know, you know
When you know, you know
It's time, it's time to go
When
baby
Honey don't you wanna go?
Back to the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Now six and two is eight
Eight and two is ten
Friend
Beige little boxes in a row
Neighbors and friends that you don't know
Here's a form, go wait in line
Can't you see I'm doing fine, it's what I've
Speed home California
Speed home California
Speed home California
Got my 1894 with all my friends who pass at my back door
Can see the light
I got a phone call from a friend
He's a little crazy in the head
I put the phone down let him in
Am I insane
"California, California," he said
day
California dreamin', ohh
California dreamin'
Got to get to LA
Friend of mine told me there's sunshine every day
California dreamin', ohh
She want to move to California
She must've fucking lost her mind
She want to move to California
That's how they get you every time
She make
you wanna go
Back to the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Now six and two is eight
Eight and two is ten
Friend-boy she trick you one
evidence
Pearly gates look more like a picket fence
Once you get inside 'em
Got friends but can't invite them
Hills burn in California
My turn
think I'm going back
I think I'll go back
I think I hear the whisper of my oldest friend
I think I hear the bells ringing in the square
California
loved her best
I got a california rainbow to come
Give them thunder clouds a rest
And the mountain is my friend now
She put me to her test
Well you know
the price dropped on a house in California!
Well it needs a roof and it needs a floor,
Yeah yeah, it's a real fixer-upper,
Friends back east said
baby, honey don't you wanna go?
Back to the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago
Now six and two is eight, eight and two is ten
Friend
You're headed west to find your pot of gold
And I hope you do
But if you don't
If you're feeling cold in California
Those L.A. stars just don't
I told my friends all about you
How much I miss you and love to kiss you
I'm in love with you, darlin', and I hope you love me too
Woke up this
I told my friends all about you
How much I miss you and love to kiss you
I'm in love with you darlin' and I hope you love me too
Woke up this
heard them say
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
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