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Fucking California
[Verse 1]
Oh the west coast is where it’s at
Trees a thousand feet tall
Sun to keep all the clouds away
Is that all?

[Pre-Chorus]
Wait, wait
I guess that’s really all

[Chorus]
California dreaming, here we go
Fucking California doesn’t know
A voluntary lifelong matinee
I forgot what I was going to say

[Verse 2]
Not cut out for the city lights
Not according to plan
Pay to sleep in the cold at night
Cash in hand

[Pre-Chorus]
Wait, wait
I guess that’s really all
[Chorus]
California dreaming, here we go
Fucking California doesn’t know
A voluntary lifelong matinee
I forgot what I was going to say

[Outro]
Is this some kind of joke?
Is this some kind of joke?
Is this some kind of joke?