| Going down to Santa Barbara
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| Gonna watch the sun go down
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| Think how dreams of people fade
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| But the world still spins around
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| Peace and love will be reborn
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| Sure as the waves will come
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| Did you think you could hold back the dawn
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| Try to block out the sun?
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| Down in Santa Barbara
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| Black and white, and colour too
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| I set them down from memory
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| Before my eyes the cavalcade
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| Performs it’s own assembly
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| This sad and funny comic drama
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| I wish my mind was stone
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| That savours all the passing many
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| But knows itself alone
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| Down in Santa Barbara
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| There’s more to life then being hip
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| Or hanging upon the ground
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| Its a doorway that you’re standing in
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| Ssh! |
| Can you hear the sound?
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| The thunderclouds float on the sea
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| The lightning in the heart
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| All that’s gone is you and me
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| Love stops and then it starts
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| Down in Santa Barbara |