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California sun has sunk |
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Behind the Anaheim Hills, here comes the night |
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I was high on junk |
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And the warm winds of Santa Ana feel all right |
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Will every crimmin' hood make a bargain with the world |
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Seats are successive when you're shot to the curb |
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I spend my day in blackness, at night I get my vision |
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Dodgy, cause there are no one indecision |
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Cause it's wild, well it's Wild wild wild wild |
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I get destructive outside obedience |
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I am no longer respected in this new transition |
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I put into effect, my long time standard |
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Disastrous living, disastrous living! |
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All right! |