California

Blond haired baby
Standing by the road
A pistol in her hand
And talking on the phoneSaid go to California
(Go to California)
Go to California
(Go to California)Sidewalk gazing
Diamonds in the sky
Silent movie gods
Are flashing in your eyeSaid go to California
(Go to California)
Go to California
(Go to California)Get up, get out, get inside the outside
Get up, get out, get in
Get up, get out, get inside the outside
Get up, get out, get inGet in, get in
Get in, get inLon Chaney calling
Spelling out your name
Where everybody's different
But they're all the same, yeahGo to California
(Go to California)
Go to California
(Go to California)You are perfect
You are insane
We love to watch you
Break from the pain, yeahGo to California
(Go to California)
Go to California
(Go to California)Get up, get out, get inside the outside
Get up, get out, get in
Get up, get out, get inside the outside
Get up, get out, get inBump and grind
Bump and grind
Bump and grindBump and grind
Bump and grind
Bump and grindHit the lights and
Strip down on the floor
Everybody hates you
But they want some more, yeahGo to California
(Go to California)
Go to California
(Go to California)Get up, get out, get inside the outside
Get up, get out, get in
Get up, get out, get inside the outside
Get up, get out, get inBump and grind
Bump and grind
Bump and grind
Go to CaliforniaBump and grind
Bump and grind
Bump and grind
Go to California