Lyrics

Murphy, he cried while he drank up his wine Told me about how he found some other guy With his wife Janet, she sat next to me at the bar Told me about her life and how far To push my heart Woah, this life, this life ain't easy Might be your turn this time Or next life Frankie, he called me a sweetheart tonight Maybe tomorrow he'll find some other dime It gets him high Woah, this life, this life ain't easy Might be your turn this time Or next life Ooh, California, didn't they warn ya? Makes you come alive Oh, daisies wilt in the garden Ladies and gentlemen, losing light Drinkin' Sinkin' Maybe you'll run out of time Drinkin' Sinkin' Sellin' your soul to the night Drinkin' Sinkin' Maybe you'll run out of time Drinkin' Sinkin' Sellin' your soul to the night Ooh, ooh California Maybe you'll run outta time Ooh, ooh California Ooh, ooh California Maybe you'll run outta time Ooh, ooh California
Writer(s): Oscar Bugarin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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