Well I pulled off the gravel
With my California dreams
Leaving everything I ever loved behind
Well I left Alabama
But it never once left me
And it's still the only refuge in my mind
Where you gonna be
When half of California riots
Where you gonna run to when the
Lights go out
Well I won't be hangin' out
In California, I won't try it
Buddy I'll be up and headed south
All the women here look perfect
And it hardly ever rains
And for some folks here I'm sure it's paradise
Well I've dabbled with the fortune
Rubbed elbows with the fame
But I'll be damned if this is where I'm gonna die
Where you gonna be
When half of California riots
Where you gonna run to when the
Lights go out
Well I won't be hangin' out
In California, I won't try it
Buddy I'll be up and headed south
I never thought I'd get to see the
Inside of a limousine
Or a beauty shop on south Rodeo Drive
Or being sucked into a world
Where things are seldom what they seem
Makes you wonder how you'll make it out alive
Where you gonna be
When half of California riots
Where you gonna run to when the
Lights go out
Well I won't be hangin' out
In California, I won't try it
Buddy I'll be up and headed south
Ah buddy I'll be up and headed south