It’s you and me and the
Open road
In this old rust-bucket piece of junk
Happiness is what we blast
When the radio stations dissolve
As we cross the
Invisible boarder
Between here and now
And there and then
Cali, here we come
It’s you and me and the
Open road
In this old rust-bucket piece of junk
Happiness is what we blast
When the radio stations dissolve
As we cross the
Invisible boarder
Between here and now
And there and then
Cali, here we come
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We're California
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We're California
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