It never rains in southern California



Got on board a west bound 747,
Didn't think before decidin' what to do,
Oh that talk of opportunity, TV breaks and movies,
Rang true, sure rang true.


Seems it never rains in southern California,
Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before.
It never rains in California,
But girl don't they warn ya,
It pours man it pours.

Out of work, I'm out of my head, out of self-respect, I'm out of bread.
I'm under-loved, I'm under-fed, I wanna go home.


It never rains in California,
But girl don't they warn ya,
It pours man it pours.


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