Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Please Don't (Come to California), artist - Thick As ThievesDate of issue: 07.01.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Please Don't (Come to California) |
| I heard a shot in the dark |
| It’s headin' straight for my heart |
| I still remember the day I met you |
| Before I knew your name |
| Before you spoke to me |
| There was something about your way |
| Ahahah ahahah |
| There was something about your face |
| Ahahah ahahah |
| All you ever do is break hearts |
| One little thing |
| And you’re not here for that |
| All you ever do is break hearts |
| One little thing |
| And you’re not here for that |
| Please don’t come to California |
| I don’t want to see your face |
| Since I met you |
| I don’t want to feel this way |
| So please don’t come to California |
| Why don’t you want to see my face |
| Welcome to CA |
| It’s where I live |
| You need to go back from where you came |
| You came to close |
| You want to play with a bull in the ring? |
| You came to close |
| You thought I was gonna let you stay in my state? |
| You wrong! |
| My state of Mind is New York, like Nas |
| Empire, like Jay |
| So I put my waist in the sidewalk go play |
| In the street with a cause |
| I got a fall back plan |
| You can’t stand the rain, Missy Elliott |
| Well let me tell you what you’ll never get |
| There’s an elephant in the room |
| You gon' lose no matter how you play the game |
| You gon' lose if it’s all the same to you |
| I know another place you can stay |
| The dark side of the moon |
| All you ever do is break hearts |
| One little thing |
| And you’re not here for that |
| All you ever do is break hearts |
| One little thing |
| And you’re not here for that |
| Please don’t come to California |
| I don’t want to see your face |
| Since I met you |
| I don’t want to feel this way |
| Please don’t come to California |
| I don’t want to see your face |
| Since I left you |
| I don’t want to feel this way |
| Like a Rolling Stone, Mick Jagger |
| I need sympathy for the devil |
| Inside me, he’s dangerous |
| And he’s ready for the city of angels |
| We’re falling, I’m calling |
| But the phone won’t ring |
| No fucking ring? |
| You don’t want to be with me? |
| What if I cut my heart out? |
| Would you watch it beat? |
| Your talk is cheap, two cents |
| You want a white-picket fence? |
| What about mine? |
| It’s red like wine |
| Running down your chin |
| Let me guess you’re drunk again |
| You slur your words, you slap my face |
| That liquid courage, that shit don’t hurt |
| I love that pain |
| You wish you could come to California |
| You wish you could come to California |
| I don’t want to see your face |
| Since I left you |
| I don’t want to feel this way |
| Please don’t come to California |
| I don’t want to see your face |
| Since I met you |
| I don’t want to feel this way |
| Please don’t come to California |
| I don’t want to see your face |
| Since I left you |
| I don’t want to feel this way |