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I went down to the beach party and stayed for the whole weekendWe sat around on the deck chairs drinking smoking jazz till the bitter endSinging Cowabunga, big blue summertimeCowabunga, big blue summer timeCause all the kids were feeling fine, cause all the kids were highSanta Monica, all the kids were highSanta Monica, all the kids were fineSanta Monica, all the kids were highSanta Monica, all the kids were fineI can see it nowWhen the sun fall throughYou'll tell your townThat you met some dudeAnd we'll go out, you'll treat me like shitFlirt with my friendsI'll get over it in the summertimeCause all the kids were feeling fineCause all the kids were highSanta Monica, all the kids were highSanta Monica, all the kids were fineSanta Monica, all the kids were highSanta Monica, all the kids were fineSongtexteSanta Monica, all the kids were highSanta Monica, all the kids were fineSanta Monica, all the kids were highSanta Monica, all the kids were fineCalifornia, I'd hate to lose youIt's getting colder and I can't have youI'm getting older, I'm getting olderCalifornia, I'd hate to lose youIt's getting colder and I can't have youI'm getting older, I'm getting older Aus Songtexte Mania