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The Californian
作詞:J Waite
Fallin' down again, this feelin' that you know so well A child scrapin' up his knees Who's kissin' the cuts and chasing behind you?
Leo says that, there's no victims only volunteers I think that I believe that if there's a crime There must be a crime scene
Sorry that we peaked in my California teething Sorry that we peaked in my California teething
Word on the street the deal, had been queered for quite sometime Small print too small to read Take the tourniquet off and an artery will breathe
The East-side summer air, thick with smog and chaparral Hangs waiting for a breeze Autumn my friend, I hope that you've missed me
Sorry that we peaked in my California teething Sorry that we peaked in my California teething
Whoa, whoa, whoa (That's what they say) Whoa, whoa, whoa
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Sorry that we peaked in my California teething Sorry that we peaked in my California teething
Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa (That's what they say) Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa (That's what they say) Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa (That's what they say) Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa (That's what they say) Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa (That's what they say) Whoa, whoa, whoa
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