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Got on board a westbound 747 Didn't think before deciding what to do Oh, that talk of opportunities, TV breaks and movies Rang true, oh, it sure rang true Seems it never rains in southern California Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before It never rains in California But girl, don't they warn ya? Oh, it pours, man, it pours I'm out of work, I'm out of my head Out of self-respect, I'm out of bread I'm underloved and underfed and I want to go home It never rains in California But girl, don't they warn ya? It pours, man, it pours Will you tell the folks back home I nearly made it? Had offers but don't know which one to take Please don't tell 'em how you found me Don't tell 'em how you found me Give me a break, oh, give me a break Seems it never rains in southern California Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before It never rains in California But girl, don't they warn ya? It pours, man, it pours Aus Songtexte Mania