California, California, You're such a wonder that I think I'll stay in bed
Big time rollers, Part-time models, so much to plunder that I think I'll sleep instead
I don't know this sea of neon, thousand surfers, whiffs of freon
and big nights back east with Rhoda
California please
There's a moment I've been saving a kind of crucifix around this munchkin land
Ain't it a shame that at the top peanut butter and jam they serve you?
Ain't it a shame that at the top still those soft skin boys can bruise you
yes, I fell for a streaker, oh no.
I don't know this sea of neon, thousand surfers, whiffs of freon
You're such a wonder that I think I'll stay in bed
So much to plunder that I think I'll sleep instead
So much to plunder that I think I'll sleep instead