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Pink (P!nk) - Gone To California lyrics
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Goin` to California To live in the summer sun The streets are made of silver I`m like a rabbit on the run Philadelphia freedom Well, it`s not like you have heard The City of Brotherly Love Is full of pain and hurt I`m goin` to California To find my pot of gold Corruption on every corner Hustlers selling sweets Baby is home crying While her momma`s on the streets Everybody`s dying Have you heard the news today? A woman in north Philly is mourning The bullet took another son away I`m goin` to California I`m goin` far, far away Goin` to California, yes To resurrect my soul The sun is always shining Or at least that`s what I`m told Goin` to California There`s a better life for me Goin` to California I`ll write and tell you what I see Goin` to California Somebody say a prayer for me