| Well I heard that your state could be sinking
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| Deep into the briny sea
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| And all of them earthquakes got you thinking
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| 'bout leaving Californee-ee
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| There’s riots and there’s flood and its smoggy
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| Toxic waste on yonder beach
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| And all of them Hippies down in SANTA CRUZ
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| Are startin' to suck just like a leach («Hey man»)
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| You’re sick of sunshine and surfing
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| You’ve had all the tofu you can take
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| Well lookee here times-a-wastin'
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| You just move to the Centennial state!
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| Some people think our state is square
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| They’re wrong just wait and see
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| I walk a mile high
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| Colorado’s right for me
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| Well ridin' on a cow can make you tired
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| And it gets a little cold («That's true!»)
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| But if y’all could use a little swayin'
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| Here’s Val from the W’s! |
| («Hi.»)
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| Riding rodeos and square dancing
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| You farm like mad all day («Aaaaagh!»)
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| You might think that I’m lying
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| Shoot listen to what my uncle’s gotta say!
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| «I'm an old smelly geezer
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| I don’t know what rhymes with that
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| If you’ve got a boil you can pick it
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| Get out of my yard and give me my chicken!»
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| Some people think our state is square
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| They’re wrong just wait and see
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| I walk a mile high
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| Colorado’s right for me
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| Some people think our state is square
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| They’re wrong just wait and see
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| I walk a mile high
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| Colorado’s right for me |