| Drove up to San Francisco
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| Always a tear in her eye
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| Where the wind blows somehow, colder in June
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| She’s a beauty both day and night
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| It’s a unique set of circumstances
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| Once a stranger and now a friend
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| I only know the miles and the chances
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| I always wondered where the sunset ends
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| California, California
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| You’re so far from Memphis
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| But I still love your kiss
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| I never will tell you goodbye
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| Down south in Los Angeles
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| The shadows, the lights, and the beautiful wreckage
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| The worst first impression, but then you’re like heaven
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| Like the one that I almost missed
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| California, California
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| You’re so far from Memphis
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| But I still love your kiss
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| I never will tell you goodbye
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| Playing The Troubadour on a Wednesday night
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| It darkens the door and it burns like a light
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| I can feel it the air, there’s a song in my heart
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| South to the North, can you feel it tonight
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| California, California
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| You’re so far from Memphis
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| But I still love your kiss
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| I never will tell you goodbye
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| California, California
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| You’re so far from Memphis
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| But I still love your kiss
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| I never will tell you goodbye |