Текст песни Hot California Nights - P.J. Proby
Hot
california
nights
all
alone
in
l.a.
The
streets
are
streams
of
worn
out
dreams
and
hopes
of
yesterday
Where
are
you
hollywood
queen
vanished
from
the
silver
screen
Faded
goddess
cant
leave
your
eden
Your
lips
are
shakin
your
memory
aching
For
all
the
men
that
you
once
were
making
On
hot
california
nights
Hot
california
girls
beautiful
people
land
Fantasy
is
reality
and
no
one
understands
Where
has
mama
gone
is
the
trail
beyond
our
skies
Surfer
girls
become
foxy
ladies
Their
minds
are
blowing
the
flowers
calling
Eight
miles
high
and
now
theyre
falling
Hot
california
girls
The
prophet
said
the
giant
whale
will
rise
And
open
up
its
jaws
to
paradiseto
paradise
I
saw
the
notice
on
the
billboard
stand
It
said
final
week
of
the
promised
land
Youre
in
the
cast
you
just
cant
get
away
And
the
poet
will
lead
the
last
crusade
The
actor
star
in
the
cavalcade
But
the
prophet
said
the
singer
has
to
stay
Hot
california
sun
burning
up
my
days
The
hot
rod
town
is
all
shut
down
custom
built
decay
Where
have
the
beach
boys
gone
wiped
out
by
tidal
waves
No
more
surfing
on
oil
kissed
beaches
The
earth
is
changing
and
rearranging
No
one
left
there
meditating
In
the
hot
california
sun
Sha
la
la
la
la
sha
la
la
la
la
hot
california
nights
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