California
On the west coast of the USA
There's a place they call the Golden State
Where the mountain go rushing to the sea
The Streets are lined with Palm Trees
And the sun, it always shines
It's the kind of place I wanna be...
California
From San Diego to the Bay
From Palm Springs to LA
And all the many places in between
Mountains reaching to the sky
Beaches so sandy white
It's the kind of place I wanna be...
California
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