California

Lady, come into my room
I'll pretend I'm sleeping, half an eye on you
And slow, you take off your clothes
You knew I was watching, said "How'd you like the show?"
Then I told I loved you and you said "Yeah, I know."
Babe I thought I could die before I'd ever let go
Well, I fell under a spell
All the love you gave me, I took it from myself
And no matter how you tried
I wouldn't let you help me or look you in the eye
I remember the day that we said our goodbyes
Though I can't for the life of me remember why
I'm still going to town not too often
Nails in my coffin
To Old Lang Syne
Every time, every time
I was afraid of time
If I didn't change me, I would fall behind
And so I went on the road
On to California, here I am alone
I know how to do right but I've been getting it wrong
Now I'm sitting here hoping I'll come back to form



Credits
Writer(s): John Mayall, Steve (gb) Thompson
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