Blonde haired baby standing by the road
A pistol in her hand and talking on the phone
Said go to California (go to California)

Go to California (go to California)
Sidewalk gazing diamonds in the sky
Silent movie Gods are flashing in your eye

Said go to California (go to California)
Go to California (go to California)


Get up get out
Get inside the outside
Get up get out get in


Get up get out
Get inside the outside

Get up get out get in

Lon Chaney calling

Spelling out your name
Where everybody's different
But they're all the same

Yeah go to California (go to California)
Go to California (go to California)
You are perfect you are insane

We love to watch you break from the pain
Yeah go to California (go to California)
Go to California (go to California)


Get up get out
Get inside the outside

Get up get out get in

Get up get out

Get inside the outside
Get up get out get in


Bump and grind
Bump and grind
Bump and grind


Bump and grind
Bump and grind

Bump and grind

Hit the lights and

Strip down on the floor
Everybody hates you
But they want some more

Yeah go to California (go to California)
Go to California (go to California)


Get up get out
Get inside the outside
Get up get out get in


Get up get out
Get inside the outside

Get up get out get in

Bump and grind

Bump and grind
Bump and grind
Go to California


Bump and grind
Bump and grind

Bump and grind
Go to California