| Sitting in a park in Paris, France
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| Reading the news and it sure looks bad
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| They won’t give peace a chance
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| That was just a dream some of us had
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| Still a lot of land to see
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| But I wouldn’t stay here
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| It’s too old and cold and settled in its ways here
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| Oh, but California
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| California, I’m coming home
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| I’m going to see the folks I dig
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| I’ll even kiss a sunset pig
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| California, I’m coming home
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| I met a redneck on a Grecian isle
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| Who did the goat dance very well
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| He gave me back my smile
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| But he kept my camera to sell
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| Oh, the rogue, the red red rogue
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| He cooked good omelets and stews
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| And I might have stayed on with him there
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| But my heart cried out for you, California
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| Oh, California, I’m coming home
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| Oh, make me feel good rock’n roll band
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| I’m your biggest fan
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| California, I’m coming home
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| Oh, it gets so lonely
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| When you’re walking
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| And the streets are full of strangers
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| All the news of home you read
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| Just gives you the blues
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| Just gives you the blues
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| So I bought me a ticket
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| I got on a plane to Spain
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| Went to a party down a red dirt road
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| There were lots of pretty people there
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| Reading Rolling Stone, reading Vogue
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| They said, «How long can you hang around?»
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| I said a week, maybe two
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| Just until my skin turns brown
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| Then I’m going home to California
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| California, I’m coming home
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| Oh, will you take me as I am
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| Strung out on another man
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| California, I’m coming home
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| Oh, it gets so lonely
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| When you’re walking
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| And the streets are full of strangers
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| All the news of home you read
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| More about the war
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| And the bloody changes
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| Oh, will you take me as I am?
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| Will you take me as I am?
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| Will you?
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| Will you take me as I am?
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| Hmmm mmmmm
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| Take me as I am |