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you
poor you
playing so long but you're still not grooving
i see you running but i see you ain't moving
and me
pitiful me
i sleep with both eyes open but i'm just not seeing
the forest let alone the trees
california here i come
open up your golden arms
i had enough of the new york city slums
my brother he went before me
my god watch over me
california here i come
can we stop
obsessing
there's food on the table let's count our blessings
how come we wanna be messing
messing around
with the wild wild west
must be a better life than this
how come
some people got it all
some people got none
i been banging my head against
the writing on the wall
but now
i just wanna have fun
california here i come
open up your golden arms
i had enough of the new york city slums
my brother he went before me
my god watch over me
california here i come
california i'll be there
let me fall into your hair
i won't be guilty for my new york city care
my sister come along with me
our god is offering our share
california i'll be there
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