| California’s been good to me.
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| Hope it don’t fall into the sea.
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| Sometimes you got to trust yourself.
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| It ain’t like anywhere else.
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| It ain’t like anywhere else.
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| It’s time to roll,
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| I’m all done.
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| It’s time we better hit the road
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| I got work later on,
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| It’s time we better hit the road.
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| And California’s been good to me.
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| I hope they don’t fall into the sea.
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| Sometimes you got to save yourself.
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| It ain’t like anywhere else.
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| No, it ain’t like anywhere else.
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| Sundown, red skies,
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| Nobody’s been around.
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| Sundown, blue eyes,
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| I kind of like this part of town.
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| And California has treated me good.
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| (Californias been good to me)
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| I pray to God that the hills don’t flood.
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| (Hope it don’t fall into the sea) |