Growin' Up In California

I was born in southern California sand

To a gypsy mother and a guitar playin' man

Oh, yeah

Raised inside the American Dream

Desert parties

Had it all, so it seemed

Hell yeah

Yet, there was somethin' drivin' me wild

Drivin' me crazy

Deep inside, like a knife

Cuttin' on me

So I said to myself

You got one life sittin' on a shelf

Get out

Oh, yeah

Growin' up in California

Growin' up in California

Got the sun, got the beach

And it's always callin' me, oh yeah

So I headed north, San Francisco Bay

There was music all night, it was a party every day

Aw yeah

I found myself in a funky band

Led by a family stone horn playin' man

Hey, hey, yeah

Yet, there was somethin' pullin' me hard

Drivin' me crazy

I needed more, too much music

Inside of me

So, with my friends, we had a plan

Start our own rockin' band, that's right

Oh, ow

Growin' up in California

Growin' up in California

Pretty women, you gotta see

And they always callin' me, oh yeah

Hollywood Boulevard

Rainbow bar and grill

Lots of gold records

I still love it here

Pacific Coast highway

Filmore, where the music lives

Wine country, the most beautiful place I know

Sierra Mountains, southern beaches

Inland cities, rock and roll

In California

In California

Check out the sun, check out the beach

And it's always callin' me, oh yeah, oh yeah

Growin' up in California

Growin' up in California