作曲 : Matthew Koma
 作词 : Matthew Koma

To Christina's with the K from
They spend hours on 'em
Took a train to LA into pursuit of happiness
And all attractions drinking pineapple boba
I was the boy in the right place with my cousin's corolla

You spent the summer saying "come on and leave"
I've been a doctor since my baby's in need
Something's that never end up in our fingers and hailing of winds

I'm feeling California
I'm feeling California

I don't care if it's lame
But the sun makes me happy
I don't care if every girl and every coffee shops pursue and acting
We can swim on Christmas
Everyone's high, and obsess with thickness

It's always sweater weather
The way that chili pepper's
Beautiful girls and boys

I'm feeling California
I'm feeling California

I think she's feeling me

My dog loves the big backyards
Gasolines and cigars, candy, mints, and mars
I'm on the beach with Granola, sipping RC Cola

I'm feeling California
I'm feeling California
I'm feeling California
(You spent the summer saying "come on and leave")
I think I'm feeling California
(Something's that never end up in our fingers and hailing of winds)
I'm feeling California