Well, he was from a small town
In Northern Mississippi
She was raised on the Puget Sound
A third generation hippie
Fate would take them to L.A. County
And get 'em stuck in a traffic jam
Verse 2
Her stereo was blaring Dylan
The Bootleg Sessions
And, oh, The Times They Are A'Changin'
Made a pretty good impression
She looked over and caught him smilin'
Under a California setting sun
They fell in love on the 101
California, California
California dreams come true
Verse 3
Well, they got in with the In-crowd
And got off on the rock 'n' roll
Cocaine's free and the music's loud
Backstage at the Hollywood Bowl
They got the house in Topanga Canyon
They partied at the Viper Room
Blendin' into the neon gloom
Chorus (2X)
Well, you see them down on the Sunset Strip
Trying so hard to be so hip
Manhattan Beach to Malibu
It's all about the ocean view
And who you know in Hollywood
It's cut-throat but it's understood
Champagne, Kool-Aid, drink it down
You're the toast of Tinsel Town?
Chorus (2X)