Song parody of
California Here I Come
by Sophie B. Hawkins
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You
Poor you
Playing so long but you're still not grooving
I see you running but I see you ain't moving
And me
Pitiful me
I sleep with both eyes open but I'm just not seeing
The forest let alone the trees
California here I come
Open up your golden arms
I had enough of the New York City slums
My brother he went before me
My God watch over me
California here I come
Can we stop
Obsessing
There's food on the table let's count our blessings
How come we want to be messing
Messing around
With the wild wild west
Must be a better life than this
How come
Some people got it all
Some people got none
I been banging my head against
The writing on the wall
But now
I just want to have fun
California here I come
Open up your golden arms
I had enough of the New York City slums
My brother he went before me
My God watch over me
California here I come
California I'll be there
Let me fall into your hair
I won't be guilty for my New York City care
My sister come along with me
Our God is offering our share
California I'll be there
You
Poor you
Playing so long but you're still not grooving
I see you running but I see you ain't moving
And me
Pitiful me
I sleep with both eyes open but I'm just not seeing
The forest let alone the trees
California here I come
Open up your golden arms
I had enough of the New York City slums
My brother he went before me
My God watch over me
California here I come
Can we stop
Obsessing
There's food on the table let's count our blessings
How come we want to be messing
Messing around
With the wild wild west
Must be a better life than this
How come
Some people got it all
Some people got none
I been banging my head against
The writing on the wall
But now
I just want to have fun
California here I come
Open up your golden arms
I had enough of the New York City slums
My brother he went before me
My God watch over me
California here I come
California I'll be there
Let me fall into your hair
I won't be guilty for my New York City care
My sister come along with me
Our God is offering our share
California I'll be there