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Baby come along with me |
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To a land of fantasy |
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Where the good things are free |
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And everybody's smiling |
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Come along with me |
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To where the sun meets the sea |
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California, California, land of golden dreams |
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Pair of dice and a pair of eyes |
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Kill me now but I don't wanna die till I see you smile |
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Cryin tears of joy on the green mile |
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But I'm gonna stop now cause that just ain't my style |
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It's goin down like the Dow Jones |
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Soccer moms and town homes |
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Nuke and new cal zones [?] |
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Kid's skippin school cause they on that home grown |
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Dad a alien straight ET phone home |
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No po bono high school yo just wanna bone hoes [?] |
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I was the high fool all stoned in the photos |
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Chillin on the beach, solo dolo |
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Kick off my sneaks, watch the world in slow mo |
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Another year goes bye, priorities change |
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The tide comes in and takes us away |
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Sometimes stranger ain't such a bad thing |
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I look at them and say |
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Baby come along with me |
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To a land of fantasy |
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Where the good things are free |
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And everybody's smilin |
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Come along with me |
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To where the sun meets the sea |
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California, California, land of golden dreams |
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It's all good like I knew it would |
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I'll be your tour guide if you come to Hollywood |
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Black journey dep slept on the powership [?] |
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Woke up with a chick she was hot as shit |
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Cruisin down sunset in the palasay [?] |
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Smilie face thinkin what would your daddy say |
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You and I blend together like a puree |
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Palm trees, balm weed there's no other way |
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We ain't models but we sittin on the runway |
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Hit that bottle and we make a clean getaway |
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Don't worry babe, it's just another vacay |
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Tell your momma we be back again another day |
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Another year goes bye, priorities change |
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The tide comes in and takes us away |
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Sometimes stranger ain't such a bad thing |
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I look at them and say |
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So baby come along with me |
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To a land of fantasy |
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Where the good things are free |
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And everybody's smilin |
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Come along with me |
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To where the sun meets to sea |
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California, California, land of golden dreams |
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California, California, land of golden dreams |
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Hey Cali baby, will you be my sugar honey |
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I do it from the heart so it ain't about the money |
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And if I got you it's a rap like a mummy |
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I get goosebumps every time you say you love me cause |
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You make me feel like love for the first time |
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You make me feel like eternal sunshine |
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come along with me |
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To a land of fantasy |
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Where the good things are free |
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And everybody's smilin |
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Come along with me |
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To where the sun meets the sea |
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California, California, land of golden dreams |
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California, California, land of golden dreams |
