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Fourty seven dollars plus an empty pack of gum Maxed out credit cards, in my back pocket Isn't she lucky? Fire red, thunder bird use some compliments papa to let you borrow And the condition is, bring it back before tomorrow, oh While we rollin' down the riverside I like that you like what we going to do now, baby, oh yeah ‘Cause we know there ain't no turning back And we gonna be broke for a while You still managed to give me that million dollar smile I knew that you, wasn't sure, ‘cause you make that face when you're afraid But it's cool, ‘cause I too Don't have a plan but we're just two-thousand miles away From California livin' Place of burning dreams Where everybody's privileged Everyone but you and me We'll be, California livin' Majored in Philosophy So I'll go get these millions While you finish your degree California Oh, oh, California livin' Sweet home California Oh love that's where we're headed Songtexte Thirty-two hours later damn we barely made it, guess who's sleeping in the car Till we see morning, if we're still lucky, yeah, aye I can sell these Jordans and this [?] for a little bit of paper To a flight club or something, oh Oh no, I know it ain't much But we can surely use the money badly Get a room for a couple nights There’s a suitparade downtown, baby And I’ll hold you tight, ‘till [?] And tell you it’s alright And how someday I think you’ll make the perfect wife And when you say I do Best be sure, ‘cause it’s you and I against the world And soon we’ll leave this motel room For the white picket fence and a dog you’ve always wanted plus a gorgeous baby girl, oh California livin' Place of burning dreams Where everybody's privileged Everyone but you and me We'll be California livin' Majored in Philosophy So I'll go get these billions While you finish your degree California Oh, oh, California livin' Sweet home California Oh love that's where we're headed California Oh, oh, California livin' Sweet home California Oh love that's where we're headed Aus Songtexte Mania