Well, he was from a small town
In Northern Mississippi
She was raised on the Puget Sound
A third generation hippie
Fate would take them to L.A. County
And get them stuck in a traffic jam
And El Camino and a red Trans Am
Burst stereo was blaring Dylan
The bootleg sessions
And all the times, they are a-changing
Made a pretty good impression
She looked over and caught him smiling
Under the California setting sun
They fell in love on the one-o-one
California, California
California dreams come true
Well, they got in with the in crowd
And got off on the rock 'n' roll
Cocaine spree and the music's loud
Backstage at the Hollywood ball
They got the house and to paint the Canyon
The partied at the viper room
Blending into the neon gloom
California, California
California dreams come true
California, California
California dreams come true
Well, you see them down on the sunset strip
Trying so hard to be so hip
Manhattan Beach to Malibu
It's all about the ocean view
And who you know in Hollywood
It's cut throat but it's understood
Champagne Kool-Aid, drink it down
You're the toast of tinsel town
California, California
California dreams come true
California, California
California dreams come true
