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Hot California Nights

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  • 2003.06.17
  • 3:22
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Hot California Nights All alone in L.A. The streets are streams of worn out dreams and hopes of yesterday Where are you Hollywood Queen Vanished from the Silver Screen Faded Goddess can't leave your Eden Your lips are shakin' Your memory aching For all the men that you once were making On Hot California Nights Hot California Girls Beautiful People land Fantasy is reality and no one understands Where has Mama gone Is the trail beyond our skies Surfer girls become foxy ladies Their minds are blowing The flowers calling Eight miles high and now they're falling Hot California Girls The Prophet said the Giant Whale will rise And open up its Jaws to Paradise......to Paradise I saw the notice on the billboard stand It said Final Week of the Promised Land You're in the Cast you just can't get away And the Poet will lead the Last Crusade The Actor star in the Cavalcade But the Prophet said The Singer has to stay Hot California Sun Burning up my days The hot rod town is all shut down Custom built decay Where have the Beach Boys gone Wiped out by tidal waves No more surfing on oil kissed beaches The earth is changing and rearranging No one left there meditating In the Hot California Sun Sha la la la la Sha la la la la Hot California Nights

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