Lyrics:
to use it
Points it at the sun
It's a California shoot out
She's got a gun
California
California Sunset
Orange skies by day
California dreaming
reds, drop your greens and blues.
Thank you for the wine, California,
Thank you for your sweet and bitter fruits.
Yes I've got the desert in my
your California world
Do you still think bout you and me?
I'm still mesmerized by you
And everything you'll do
In California
Oh no
My California girl
Lawrence of California
Get out of the van and disappear
Hello, teeth flash yellow
Over your shoulder as the dusty walls move in
And nothing is
That California shivers snowboard and surfing at the same time
That's where I'm gonna live my life away
And it's alright by me
Lovely California Lovely
my hand
Baby, I could die a happy man
A happy man, baby, mmm
Baby, that red dress brings me to my knees
Oh, but that black dress makes it hard
Welcome to California
Out on the West Coast
Welcome to California
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Welcome to California
Still the wild wild West
The streets
Mister, you may, have traveled near or far,
But you haven't seen the country,
till you've seen the country by car!
Mister, may I, recommend
out here by my way
In sunny Cali-Forn-IA oh yeah, this is DPG
Now you can catch a little heat
From my girl Sweet P
Hear them say that, I be single
I'll
watching the west coast
Goodbye California sun
And everything that's gone
I'll meet you on the east side
When you're done
Goodbye California sun
The warm water took me by surprise
And I woke up beside the ocean
I realized I must be in California
Aloha, my happy West Coast friends
Do you feel alive
to kick it like the captain of a soccer team
Billie Jean red leather same color Red Lobster
And she brain wash ya, head doctor
I'm be fresh as hell if
of California
The red balloon was flying high, watching the weather
Captain Black was trying hard to get it together
Immediate names came into his brain
A rocket
Before you know it, you're close to showing
Sulken red, fall on the ground
You know he dead
Down for the count like an accountant
California, what you know
There's no going back
Through hands of steel
And heart of stone
Our labor day
Has come and gone
Yeah you leave me holding on
In Red Hill town
See
You look so cute, cute, cute, cute
Little red caboose behind the train
Speeding by so fast, fast, fast, fast
Always the last, last, last, last
Someone's taking over
And it look like they're aiming
Right at you
Someone said we'll be dead by morning
Someone cries leaving
Red eyes at night (red
When you sing "la, la, la, la, la"
Stoner Hate has got your back
California's been invaded by a hippy psychopath
When you sing "la, la, la, la, la"
back to me
Nights by the ocean, a westerly motion
That moves California to sea
Eyes like a seagull, no Kansas-born beetle
Could ever come close
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
the way to new orleans.
I took my harp on out of my dirty red bandanna,
I was blowin' sad while bobby sang the blues,
With them windshield wipers
now becoming allies
In Californ-I-A we parlay the G way
Some wear red and black and some sport blue and gray
So gangsta's don't dance we hang boogie
Golden skies turning crimson red
Smoke clouds rising can't see ahead
Sunset dreams now a haunting glow
Whispered fears in the winds that blow
buried
'Neath the California sand
Put under
By the beach cleaning man
Lucinda, Lucinda, Lucinda
Why'd you have to go?
They sent her to high school
They
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