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lost
I’m on a California high

The Laurel Canyon Byrds chirp their songs
In Echo Park the ghost of Glenn sings on
“Take it easy and breathe it on in”
I’m

She's So California

Gary Allan

Living Hard

2007

burned, don't say I didn't warn ya
'Cause she's so California

She's a black Mercedes on Laurel and Vine
She's a low cut dress
She's a Hollywood sign

young
But free in Laurel canyon
California heaven
Under a hard sun
California heaven
Keeps you on the run
California heaven
California heaven

West coast, this one’s for you alright

Cause we're California cruising, when we
Do it, California cruising, alright
We're California cruising, look

that I would find

A California Son, son, son
California Son, son, son
California Son, son, son
When the long day is done
I'd be a California Son
 
I got

the sky
Reindeer landed in Laurel Canyon
With a bright one leading the way
There was a bright one leading the way

It's Christmas in California (ahh)

Down Route 66 blazing our trail
To Laurel canyon and the Hollywood hills
Across America to another life
Chasing such great heights

In California

it could be the Christmas season 
why I want to get away 
and just lately for no reason 
I’ve been thinking of LA

there’s a place called Laurel

ils n’ont même pas d’avis 
Il la regarde enfumé, ébloui 
She’s just a cowgirl 
A california girl 

Cette jolie fille vient de Laurel Canyon 
Tout le

me feel nauseous
Drive through Laurel Canyon
Hope that I do not fall off
I do not rap
I only fuck with the bag
Run the game like it's hacks
Take your

It could be the Christmas season
Why I want to get away
And just lately for no reason 
I've been thinking of LA

There's a place called Laurel Canyon

Let the sea take us farther
Just to see where we land

And we can paint California
And pray the rain never shows up
We put our feet in the water

Driving down the 101
Past the Laurel Canyon exit
Towards the PCH
Past a farm by the beach
Thinking it now isn't that funny
Thinking it now isn't that

the sand Let the sea take us farther Just to see where we land 

Hook: 
And we can paint California Pray the rain never shows up 
Put our feet in the water

and back before the morning
Blowin' all the stop signs
Somethin' 'bout the nighttime
Driving through the hills in California
Why you mess me up with what you

the sand 
Let the sea take us farther 
Just to see where we land 

Hook
And we can Paint California 
Pray the rain never shows up 
Put our feet in the water

the sand 
Let the sea take us farther 
Just to see where we land 

Hook
And we can Paint California 
Pray the rain never shows up 
Put our feet in the water

the sand 
Let the sea take us farther 
Just to see where we land 

Hook
And we can Paint California 
Pray the rain never shows up 
Put our feet in the water

vouch but ain't alive to see
Out in LA in Laurel Canyon when I got the news
This time four years ago, I get that text now I'm confused
I check my phone,

the town, paint the town
Oh you know, I know, I know
The Cumberland calls me home

Why would I move to California
With all that traffic on the ground
There's

Laurel Canyon Music what a scene
Mamas and Papas a California dream
I still hear L.A. Woman in my head
Brian Wilson already ahead

Let's go downtown

It's twelve forty in New York a Thursday
A week before B leaves for California
And I'm walking past the bodega down on Havemeyer
I see my friend

A hella California day
Left my home in old L.A.
Been beatin' down streets of gold
And suddenly I feel so old
We talk of how it used to be
Drinkin' in

Mountain mornings, mountain laurel
Pictures of life  slowly fading away
Rocking chair rhythm, waltz time livin'
Said 'you know I was a lot like you