California

Sitting in a park in Paris France
 Reading the news and it sure looks bad
 They won't give peace a chance
 That was just a dream some of us had
 Still a lot of lands to see
 But I wouldn't want to stay here
 It's too old and cold and settled in its ways here
 Oh but California
 California I'm coming home
 I'm going to see the folks I dig
 I'll even kiss a Sunset pig
 California I'm coming home
 
 I met a redneck on a Grecian isle
 Who did the goat dance very well
 He gave me back my smile
 But he kept my camera to sell
 Oh the rogue the red red rogue
 He cooked good omelettes and stews
 And I might have stayed on with him there
 But my heart cried out for you California
 Oh California I'm coming home
 Oh make me feel good rock 'n' roll band
 I'm your biggest fan
 California I'm coming home
 
 Oh it gets so lonely
 When you're walking
 And the streets are full of strangers
 All the news of home you read
 Just gives you the blues
 Just gives you the blues
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 So I bought me a ticket
 I caught a plane to Spain
 Went to a party down a red dirt road
 There were lots of pretty people there
 Reading Rolling Stone reading Vogue
 They said "How long can you hang around?"
 I said a week maybe two
 Just until my skin turns brown
 Then I'm going home to California
 California I'm coming home
 Oh will you take me as I am
 Strung out on another man
 California I'm coming home
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 Oh it gets so lonely
 When you're walking
 And the streets are full of strangers
 All the news of home you read
 More about the war
 And the bloody changes
 Oh will you take me as I am?
 Will you take me as I am?
 Will you?