Tara MacLean - L.A. Blues

I got off the airplane `long about 7:30 in L.A.
What a drag to realize that everything`s so different and so same
All my California friends are searchin` for their minds and it`s 
been right there in their heads all the time

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L.A. Blues, L.A. Blues
You want me to be like you
Well, there ain`t no way

California Charlie met me at my room when I got in
We toasted country pickin` and the health of all our good and 
mutual friends
Before the mornin` came we put a handle on the world and decided 
that we`d give it to the squirrels

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Soakin` up that sunshine an` eatin` eggs and bacon over light
Sleepin` through the daytime an` contemplatin` sin throughout the night
Please hand me my hat and darlin` give me back my things Ol` 
T`s got a bunch o` songs to sing

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I like California, I wouldn`t put it down-- no way
But I heard what you`re thinkin` and it ain`t exactly what I want to say
Some day California I`ll come roarin` back to you if you don`t 
fall in the ocean `fore I do

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