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You
Poor you
Playing so long but you're still not grooving
I see you running but i see you ain't moving

And me
Pitiful me
I sleep with both eyes open but i'm just not seeing
The forest let alone the trees

California here i come
Open up your golden arms
I had enough of the new york city slums
My brother he went before me
My god watch over me
California here i come

Can we stop
Obsessing
There's food on the table let's count our blessings
How come we wanna be messing
Messing around
With the wild wild west
Must be a better life than this

How come
Some people got it all
Some people got none
I been banging my head against
The writing on the wall
But now
I just wanna have fun

California here i come
Open up your golden arms
I had enough of the new york city slums
My brother he went before me
My god watch over me
California here i come

California i'll be there
Let me fall into your hair
I won't be guilty for my new york city care
My sister come along with me
Our god is offering our share
California i'll be there