California Sun - The Dictators

Well, I’m going out west where I belong

Where the days are short and the nights are long

And I walk (and I walk) and I’d run (and I’d run)

And I’d fly (and I’d fly) and I’d boogaloo (and I’d boogaloo)

Where they’re out there having fun in the warm california sun

Well, I’m going out west out on the coast

Ah yeah, the Santa Rosa chicks, man, they’re really the most

And I’d jerk (and I’d jerk) and I’d monkey (and I’d monkey)

And I’d groove (and I’d groove) and I’d boogaloo-ooo-ooo (and I’d boogaloo)

Where they’re out there having fun in the warm california sun

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And I’d shake (and I’d shake) and I’d skate (and I’d skate)

And I’d shake (and I’d shake) and I’d boogaloo (and I’d boogaloo)

Where they’re out there having fun in the warm california sun

Well, the girls are frisky in old 'frisco

Yeah, a pretty little chick, now, wherever I go

And I’d mouse (and I’d mouse) and I’d robot (and I’d robot)

And I’d twist (and I’d twist) and I’d shistaboobah (and I’d WHAT?)

Where they’re out there having fun in the warm california sun

Where they’re out there having fun in the warm california sun