Oh California
Oh California
Oh California Oh
This girl wrote drug raps in baggy sweaters
Tight neon tights, t-shirts with big letters
Back at her house was an irish setter
With a heart shaped tag hanging off its collar
Through half the towns of Arizona
I dream the dreams I have when I hold her
Near Palm Springs we were struck by boulders
Cuz they look like skull and bones
Oh California
Oh California
Oh California Oh
Questions I had as I went through this
Are her parents actually Buddhist?
Is the pool below me the bluest?
Is the tv on?
Through half the taquerias y fondas
Half the health clubs, half of the saunas
Half the Barbaras, half of the Rhondas
Is there something there?
Oh California
Oh California
Oh California Oh
This girl was smarter than television scripts
This girl wasn’t damaged her jeans were just ripped
This girl was the girl that girls in your world thought about
When the night was cold
How many times they’ve claimed that they know you
How many nations think that they own you
How many simple minds think the same sun don’t shine
In their sunglasses now
Oh California
Oh California
Oh California Oh