| Head’n out west
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| For the ocean
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| Come along
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| 'Cause I got the notion
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| That you’ve been stressed
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| And it won’t go
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| In the shade of the concrete jungle
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| No time for us to wait till the morning
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| But then we’d suffocate from the worry and the grind
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| A sweet escape for the lonely
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| Don’t pack a thing, gonna leave it all behind
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| It’s okay
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| We’ll be fine
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| You and I
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| We’ll roll one up and breathe in exaltation
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| California medication
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| Take a break
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| If you want
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| In the sun
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| And we could use a dose of good vibration
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| California medication
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| When your brain’s gone south
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| Through the blender
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| Digging in
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| Like a splinter
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| I’ll fish you out
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| With the tweezers
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| From the depths of your deep-sea freezer
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| No time for us to wait till the morning
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| But then we’d suffocate from the worry and the grind
|
| A sweet escape for the lonely
|
| Don’t pack a thing, gonna leave it all behind
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| It’s okay
|
| We’ll be fine
|
| You and I
|
| We’ll roll one up and breathe in next exaltation
|
| California medication
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| Take a break
|
| If you want
|
| In the sun
|
| And we could use a dose of good vibration
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| California medication
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| My blood is thick, so write me a prescription
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| Should do the trick
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| And patch me up
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| My blood is thick, so write me a prescription
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| Should do the trick
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| It’s okay
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| We’ll be fine
|
| You and I
|
| We’ll roll one up and breathe in next exaltation
|
| California medication
|
| Take a break
|
| If you want
|
| In the sun
|
| And we could use a dose of good vibration
|
| California medication |