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Take a walk on down the road,
Don’t be long, you'll never know.
There’s a place I want to go,
Where skies are blue and flowers grow.
California, here I go.
California, I'm coming home.
Rolling hills and freeways go,
Upon a shining city, the winds blow.
Golden Gate and Hollywood,
Mama said I always should.
California, here I go.
California, I'm coming home.
California, just let me know.
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