California :
I know the signs and there's no attraction
Don't waste your fine chemical reaction
I'm not the one
Save it, leave, it's the end of the century
There's so much, too much, there's nothing to say
Save it, leave, it's the end of the century
Come on, so long, we're going to
California...
And if you fall for the Western ocean
Just don't be shy, it's the best emotion
Under the sun
Save it, leave it's the end of the century
Come on, so long, we're going to California...
I want to fly away
I want to get away
I want to fly away, away to California...
