California - Shawn Mullins

Well, he was from a small town

In Northern Mississippi

She was raised on the Puget Sound

A third generation hippie

Fate would take them to L.A. County

And get them stuck in a traffic jam

And El Camino and a red Trans Am

Burst stereo was blaring Dylan

The bootleg sessions

And all the times, they are a-changing

Made a pretty good impression

She looked over and caught him smiling

Under the California setting sun

They fell in love on the one-o-one

California, California

California dreams come true

Well, they got in with the in crowd

And got off on the rock 'n' roll

Cocaine spree and the music’s loud

Backstage at the Hollywood ball

They got the house and to paint the Canyon

The partied at the viper room

Blending into the neon gloom

California, California

California dreams come true

California, California

California dreams come true

Well, you see them down on the sunset strip

Trying so hard to be so hip

Manhattan Beach to Malibu

It’s all about the ocean view

And who you know in Hollywood

It’s cut throat but it’s understood

Champagne Cooley, drink it down

You’re the toast of tinsel town

California, California

California dreams come true

California, California

California dreams come true