Bag Of Toys
Bag Of Toys - California songtekst
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California's got the sunshine, year round, cheap wine Fresh waves / Hot babes, Lather on the sunscreen Warm days, Cool nights, Everything is just right Soft Sand, last tan, sleepin' on the rooftop California, California...he said I ain't never leaving you California's got the girl I love, the mountain's rising up above The beach scene, so clean, parties raging every night The clean air, millionaire, breathtaking swimwear Fake boobs, boob tube, something's always going on California, California...he said I ain't never leaving you. California's got the earthquake, mudslides keep awake big sharks, homeless parks, traffic jams round the clock No rain, insane, all the kids on cocaine Crap luck, dumb struck, man i think i love this place When i get drinking, man i'm always thinking that... my states better than your states, better than my states, better than all the states put together California's got the porn stars, strip clubs, wild fires Hot bods, street rods, everybody's packing heat The wet sand, rock band, out to get a nice tan tan lines, parking fines, gotta do what you can California's got the nudist beach, freak shows for the world to see Height Street, bare feet, Democrats, they own this state Divorce rate, sounds great, unless you've got yourself a mate rocks stars, cool bars, come once you're never far from California, California...he said I ain't never leaving you. California's got the earthquake, mudslides keep awake big sharks, homeless parks, traffic jams round the clock No rain, insane, all the kids on cocaine Crap luck, dumb struck, man i gotta ditch this place When he get's drinking, man he's always thinking that... my states better than your states, better than my states, better than all the states put together