Cali

It gets me higher fever in the morning
On the west coast shining like a superstar
She told me stories dancing in the corner
Soul sister prayin' for relief

No wonder why
She's pretty queen of Hollywood
Nude and ready stardust in the sugar bowl

It gets me higher fever in the evening
You can call it riding on a gravy train
Sway attention doubles my affection
Don't blow the candles out

No wonder why
She's pretty queen of Hollywood
Nude and ready stardust in the sugar bowl
I keep praying to the only God
Twisted mistress bathed in California sun

Oh my baby close your eyes
And you're gone in the middle of blackened sky
No more tricks, whatcha gonna do
When there's nothing but a silence in a crowded room
Oh my baby close your eyes
And you're gone in the middle of blackened sky
No more tricks honey, hell calls back
Off you go, down the road

It gets you feelin' all the world is watching
We can rock it only when and where we want
I'm gonna take you all the way to heaven
So pick up your dancing shoes



Credits
Writer(s): Michał Czajka
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