Текст песни California - Wilson Phillips
Sitting
in
a
park
in
paris,
france
Reading
the
news
and
it
sure
looks
bad
They
won't
give
peace
a
chance
That
was
just
a
dream
some
of
us
had
Still
a
lot
are
left
to
see
But
i
wouldn't
want
to
stay
here
It's
too
old
and
cold
and
settled
in
its
ways
here
Oh,
but
california
California
i'm
coming
home
I'm
going
to
see
the
folks
i
dig
I'll
even
kiss
a
sunset
pig
California
i'm
coming
home
I
met
a
redneck
on
a
grecian
isle
Who
did
the
goat
dance
very
well
He
gave
me
back
my
smile
But
he
kept
my
camera
to
sell
Oh
the
rogue,
the
red
red
rogue
He
cooked
good
omelettes
and
stews
And
i
might
have
stayed
on
with
him
there
But
my
heart
cried
out
for
you,
california
California
i'm
coming
home
Oh
make
me
feel
good
rock'n
roll
band
I'm
your
biggest
fan
California,
i'm
coming
home
[Chorus:]
Oh
it
gets
so
lonely
When
you're
walking
And
the
streets
are
full
of
strangers
All
the
news
of
home
you
read
Just
gives
you
the
blues
Just
gives
you
the
blues
So
i
bought
me
a
ticket
I
caught
a
plane
to
spain
Went
to
a
party
down
a
red
dirt
road
There
were
lots
of
pretty
people
there
Reading
rolling
stone,
reading
vogue
They
said,
how
long
can
you
hang
around?
I
said
a
week,
maybe
two,
Just
until
my
skin
turns
brown
Then
i'm
going
home
to
california
California
i'm
coming
home
Will
you
take
me
as
i
am
Strung
out
on
another
man
California
i'm
coming
home
I'm
coming
home
I'm
coming
home
I'm
coming
home
Yeah
Take
me
as
i
am
Will
you
Will
you
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