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