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Who's the girl inside of the blue screen light? |
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The sun is just pouring out, everything's out of site |
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Turn around, the room is just black and white |
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She's whispering nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah |
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Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah |
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And it's not true |
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And it's not fair |
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And it's not new |
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And it's not |
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California here |
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Later on you're breaking the boxes down |
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There's nobody out tonight, nobody's hanging 'round |
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So you take the drive that used to be almost right |
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But now it's just empty lots around you |
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All these empty lots around you |
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And they don't know |
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What you hold dear |
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And they can't see |
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That it's not |
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California here |
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Come a time when |
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I may just walk away |
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The sun is just barely up, the sky is completely gray |
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And you're the one |
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I wanna be with today |
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Let them say nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah |
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Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah |
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And I'm not strong |
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And you're not rich |
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And we're not lost |
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Where we don't live |
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And it's not true |
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And it's not fair |
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And they're not us |
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And it's not |
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California here |
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I'm the one who wants to be with you tonight |
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And I'm the one who wants to be the one you're with tonight |
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And I'm the one who wants to be the one you're with tonight |
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And I'm the one who wants to be the one you're with tonight |
