Spent my days with a woman unkind Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine. Made up my mind to make a new start Going To CaliforniaCalifornia with an aching in my heart. Someone told me there's a girl out there With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair. Took my

I'll still follow you home I'll still follow you home (I'll still follow you home) 'Cause you're my Mississippi princess You're my CaliforniaCalifornia queen Like the duchess of Detroit And every city in between You can slap me in the face And you can scream

America, America And the red man is right, to expect a little from you And my brothers are all black and white, yellow too Promise and then follow through, America Well I come from, down around Tennessee But the people in CaliforniaCalifornia Are nice to me,

I'm gonna love ya Like no one could Make your heart feel the way it should I'm gonna hold ya When no one would 'Cause I swear you deserve some good Living up in CaliforniaCalifornia Loving life that I've been waiting for ya

Won't you come round my way For some conversation, please It's a conversation piece Oh won't you come round my way Take me back to CaliforniaCalifornia To those crystal neon signs The traveling sensation I'm blinded by the light There are eyes on every corner

I'm sick and tired of workin' I'll no more dig the praties As sure as me name is Carney I'll go off to CaliforniaCalifornia I'll no longer be a fool I'll be digging lumps of gold Where instead of diggin' praties And when I come back home again Goodbye, Muirshin

Welcome to the Hotel CaliforniaCalifornia Such a lovely place (such a lovely place) Such a lovely face On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light My head grew

Fuck this place, let's put up a parking lot We are forgotten young suburbia Loose on the streets of CaliforniaCalifornia Underneath fluorescent lights We'll waste the best nights of our life Na, na na, na na, na na Remember the days We would drink on the train On

To my sweet home Chicago Back to the land of CaliforniaCalifornia Oh, baby don't you want to go? Baby don't you want to go? Now one and one is two Two and two is four I'm heavy loaded, baby I'm booked, I gotta go Cryin' baby

CaliforniaCalifornia girls We're unforgettable Daisy dukes Bikinis on top Sun-kissed skin We'll melt your popsicle We're undeniable