| I’m about as small town as you can get
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| I’m talkin' two lanes, one cop
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| Plowed up fields catchin' red sunsets
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| We get nervous when the rain stops
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| Never had a reason to leave this place
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| Never had a reason to get away
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| The wheels just touched down in California
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| Man, I don’t even like to fly
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| I just gotta see her with the sun
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| Shinin' on her in the water
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| Chrome aviators on her eyes
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| I never had a reason to get away
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| I never had a reason to see this place
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| She gave me a reason to love L. A
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| She said she had to be where that sun dropped down
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| I’m talkin' fast lane, goodbye
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| She’d chase it all the way 'til that road ran out
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| And parked it underneath the pink sky
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| I wanna hear those waves come crashing in
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| I wanna feel that sand and that wind
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| I wanna go everywhere she’s been
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| Hold her again
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| The wheels just touched down in California
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| Man, I don’t even like to fly
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| I just gotta see her with the sun
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| Shinin' on her in the water
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| Chrome aviators on her eyes
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| I never had a reason to get away
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| I never had a reason to see this place
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| The wheels just touched down in California
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| Man, I don’t even like to fly
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| I just gotta see her with the sun
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| Shinin' on her in the water
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| Chrome aviators on her eyes
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| I never had a reason to get away
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| I never had a reason to see this place
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| She gave me a reason to love L. A |