Feels like a ghost here in this roomNot the kind that rides a
saddle in a costumeAll around me, all around youIn from the
window for a drag of your perfumeLet's move back to
CaliforniaLet's make a promise, babyLet's both be
therePut our feet deep in sandThis garden's only got four
cornersBack to your trenches, back to CaliforniaThe days keep
coming and the years overlapBeen crawling all over each other
like wet catsI hear the rebels yelling out in the dunesAnd I
don't think it's half as funny as I used toLet's
move back to CaliforniaLet's make a promise, babyLet's
both be therePut our feet deep in the sandLet's leave behind
these maps and handgunsWe're on our way back to
CaliforniaWe've got California in our eyesCome on and catch
us if you canWith California in our eyesPassing down through a
valley full of lost sheepStraight is the gate, narrow is the
walkwayMercury rising and poppies in bloomThis is the kind of
thing that I can get used toLet's move back to
CaliforniaLet's make a promise, babyLet's both be
therePut our feet deep in the sandThere's still no shortage
in creating bad bloodWe're on our way back to
CaliforniaWe've got California in our eyesCome on and catch
us if you canWith California in our eyesFast as we canBack to
CaliforniaCome on and catch us if you canBack to CaliforniaFast
as we canBack to California
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