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I know a place
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* o! f+ N6 X9 N( @5 Z# Q, oWhere the grass is really greener6 V0 L u) n8 f0 M$ ?0 F: V7 R( a! P
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Warm, wet and wild& k* N2 D' L, Y q4 ]* v' Y
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& Z1 c% B" ~' U2 W H! b, L2 IThere must be something in the water9 m( m- L7 \0 S: `% S* I& J
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! y3 Q8 Y4 A( ^* N% H8 N: ^Sipping gin and juice
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Laying underneath the palm trees- q6 I! p2 R4 i" w* w
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The boys break their necks+ L- `+ c. i; p
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Trying to creep a little sneak peek
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' x3 V R* I# P5 f! K+ WYou could travel the world
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But nothing comes close to the golden coast' [3 n9 P2 n( S* @% F
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% k& W' Y" V# Z+ D$ n, i; x) ?You’ll be falling in love oh Ohohohohoh0 R( v! c# V+ E, ]# l. o" G
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California girls, we’re unforgettable
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Daisy Dukes, bikinis on top
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% ?" j+ p( E" g% ySun-kissed skin, so hot will melt your popsicle6 l7 [) W( _ H! @7 w2 [
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: W1 n& y& @: Y, J$ G4 YCalifornia girls, we’re undeniable
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4 @' v2 T& a1 W' XFine, fresh, fierce, we got it on lock
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9 ~0 R; x2 P# |' WWest coast represent, now put your hands up
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Ohohohohoh, oh Ohohohohoh6 A. M' O2 q' P3 r; C
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Sex on a beach
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We get sand in our stilettos
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: c" d# c' y7 u% O0 h1 aWe freak in my jeep 5 V2 S( U7 j3 H
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Snoop Doggy Dogg on the stereo
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8 R8 o7 ^% u4 E( jSNOOP DOGG comes in - play the same chord progression as the previous VERSES
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Wild wild west coast, these are the girls I love the most
5 ~5 S/ W( o0 e: qI mean the ones, I mean like she’s the one, kiss her, touch her, squeeze her buns! J3 R+ r" R9 H: b6 X& P9 O
The girls a freak, she drives a jeep the men on the beach,
+ c8 Y9 r$ ?2 `" LI’m okay, I won’t play, I love the bay Just like I love LA
, p8 T/ X% D- M, t7 DVenice Beach and Palm Springs summer time is everything
2 i( ^+ t9 S# g" q2 fCome on boys, hanging out all that ass hanging out' B7 A, |/ T' ^! c& m! k
Bikinis, tankinis, martinis, no weenies just to get in betweeny
4 z; e6 H7 R x1 Z5 n2 gKaty my lady (yeah) you looking here baby (uh huh)( m+ W( e5 U' f/ a, N
I’m all up on you cause you representing California0 ~9 g5 s) X# U6 C. e7 h6 _
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I wish they all could be California girls
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