A E A E A E A E
A E A E
california , california
A E B
you’re such a wonder that i think i’ll stay in bed
A E A E
big time rollers , part time models
A E
so much to plunder
B7
that i think i’ll sleep instead
F# F#m
i don’t know this sea of neon
F# F#m
thousand surfers , whiffs of freon
B A E
and big nights back east with rhoda
A E A E B7
california please
A E
there’s a moment
A E
i’ve been saving
A E B
a kind of crucifix around this munchkin land
A E A E
up north freezing , little me drooling
A E
that’s entertainment’s on at eight
B
come on ginger slam
F# F#m
i don’t know this sea of neon
F# F#m
thousand surfers , whiffs of freon
B A E
and my new grandma bea arthur
A E A E B7
come on over
F#m B
ain’t it a shame that at the top
F#m B
peanut butter and jam they served you
F#m B
ain’t it a shame that at the top
F#m Am
still those soft skin boys can bruise you
E F#m B7
yes i fell for a streaker
A E A E A E B
A E A E A E B7
F# F#m
i don’t know this sea of neon
F# F#m
thousand surfers , whiffs of freon
B
ain’t it a shame
F#m B
that all the world can’t enjoy your mad traditions
F#m B
ain’t it a shame that all the world
F#m Am
don’t got keys to their own ignitions
E F#m B
life is the longest death in california
A E B A E
you’re such a wonder that i think i’ll stay in bed
A E
so much to plunder
B7 Am E
that i think i’ll sleep instead
A E A E A E A E
A E A E
california , california
A E B
you’re such a wonder that i think i’ll stay in bed
A E A E
big time rollers , part time models
A E
so much to plunder
B7
that i think i’ll sleep instead
F# F#m
i don’t know this sea of neon
F# F#m
thousand surfers , whiffs of freon
B A E
and big nights back east with rhoda
A E A E B7
california please
A E
there’s a moment
A E
i’ve been saving
A E B
a kind of crucifix around this munchkin land
A E A E
up north freezing , little me drooling
A E
that’s entertainment’s on at eight
B
come on ginger slam
F# F#m
i don’t know this sea of neon
F# F#m
thousand surfers , whiffs of freon
B A E
and my new grandma bea arthur
A E A E B7
come on over
F#m B
ain’t it a shame that at the top
F#m B
peanut butter and jam they served you
F#m B
ain’t it a shame that at the top
F#m Am
still those soft skin boys can bruise you
E F#m B7
yes i fell for a streaker
A E A E A E B
A E A E A E B7
F# F#m
i don’t know this sea of neon
F# F#m
thousand surfers , whiffs of freon
B
ain’t it a shame
F#m B
that all the world can’t enjoy your mad traditions
F#m B
ain’t it a shame that all the world
F#m Am
don’t got keys to their own ignitions
E F#m B
life is the longest death in california
A E B A E
you’re such a wonder that i think i’ll stay in bed
A E
so much to plunder
B7 Am E
that i think i’ll sleep instead
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