California
Once upon a time, in Hollywood, when Carol called my name
I stood up, the room exploded, and I
Knew that's it, I'll never be the same
That's when the doors swung open
And the voice said, "We're glad you came"
Now, I've spent thousands on you, darling
Oh, the hotels and the jets
And I'd pay it all again to have your golden body back in my bed
But I don't miss the poison arrows aimed directly at my head
Goodbye to all the bottles, all the models
Back to the clouds in the skies in a whole new way
Don't want that California love
Don't want that California love
Don't want that California love
Once upon a time, the Canyon store was where my world began
All that mystery and beauty gleaned
From desert flowers and gifted children
But it got hard to grow up
With your cool hand around my neck
Now in my hometown, sunbathing
My girlfriends and my baby
But every time I smell tequila
The garden grows up in my mind again
Goodbye to all the bottles, all the models
Bye to the kids in the lines for the new Supreme
Don't want that California love
Don't want that California love
Don't want that California love
Don't want that California love
Don't want that California love
Don't want that California love
(Hmm)
It's just a dream (hmm)
It's just a dream (hmm)
It's all just a dream (hmm)
I wanna wake up, I wanna wake up
I stood up, the room exploded, and I
Knew that's it, I'll never be the same
That's when the doors swung open
And the voice said, "We're glad you came"
Now, I've spent thousands on you, darling
Oh, the hotels and the jets
And I'd pay it all again to have your golden body back in my bed
But I don't miss the poison arrows aimed directly at my head
Goodbye to all the bottles, all the models
Back to the clouds in the skies in a whole new way
Don't want that California love
Don't want that California love
Don't want that California love
Once upon a time, the Canyon store was where my world began
All that mystery and beauty gleaned
From desert flowers and gifted children
But it got hard to grow up
With your cool hand around my neck
Now in my hometown, sunbathing
My girlfriends and my baby
But every time I smell tequila
The garden grows up in my mind again
Goodbye to all the bottles, all the models
Bye to the kids in the lines for the new Supreme
Don't want that California love
Don't want that California love
Don't want that California love
Don't want that California love
Don't want that California love
Don't want that California love
(Hmm)
It's just a dream (hmm)
It's just a dream (hmm)
It's all just a dream (hmm)
I wanna wake up, I wanna wake up
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Writer(s): Ella Yelich O Connor, Jack Antonoff
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