California - Bag of Toys

California's got the sunshine, year round, cheap wine 
Fresh waves / Hot babes, Lather on the sunscreen 
Warm days, Cool nights, Everything is just right 
Soft Sand, last tan, sleepin' on the rooftop 

California, California...he said I ain't never leaving you 

California's got the girl I love, the mountain's rising up above 
The beach scene, so clean, parties raging every night 
The clean air, millionaire, breathtaking swimwear 
Fake boobs, boob tube, something's always going on 

California, California...he said I ain't never leaving you. 

California's got the earthquake, mudslides keep awake 
big sharks, homeless parks, traffic jams round the clock 
No rain, insane, all the kids on cocaine 
Crap luck, dumb struck, man I think I love this place 
When I get drinking, man i'm always thinking that... 

my states better than your states, 
better than my states, better than all the states put together 

California's got the porn stars, strip clubs, wild fires 
Hot bods, street rods, everybody's packing heat 
The wet sand, rock band, out to get a nice tan 
tan lines, parking fines, gotta do what you can 
California's got the nudist beach, freak shows for the world to see 
Height Street, bare feet, Democrats, they own this state 
Divorce rate, sounds great, unless you've got yourself a mate 
rocks stars, cool bars, come once you're never far from 

California, California...he said I ain't never leaving you. 

California's got the earthquake, mudslides keep awake 
big sharks, homeless parks, traffic jams round the clock 
No rain, insane, all the kids on cocaine 
Crap luck, dumb struck, man I gotta ditch this place 
When he get's drinking, man he's always thinking that... 

my states better than your states, 
better than my states, better than all the states put together
Artist: Bag of Toys
Title: California