California

I've never been to California

But I know soon I will go there

Beneath those blue, blue skies

Below her blackened eyes

This is all that's left of San Francisco

She met some people at the fair

When they saw her blue jean eyes

Well, she rode some horse's ride

California

She was dying to go there

California

Didn't care

So I talk about you all the time now

The way she drove, was bound to crash

And she tried to do the right thing

She let her girlfriend sing

California

She put lemon in her hair

In her wide open dress

She didn't care

So I find the way to

California

It was your last great shot

When you're on your way to kingdom come

California was as close as you got