Lyrics
Any mention of the coast
I think of you the most
Before shell or sea or sand
Before salty air or suntan
It was a year ago today
You were showing me the way
So I would not miss a thing
Where to eat or drink
Or play
But because I would not be true
Gotta find other things to do
California belongs to you
It belongs to you
Guess I did ask for a sign
But I did not expect to find
It in the shape of a long tall man
With that mirror
In his hand
What I saw I could not unsee
That the evil one is me
One bite or two or three
And then I run away again
No I never could be true
Gotta find other things to do
California belongs to you
It belongs to you
No I never could be true
Gotta find other things to do
California belongs to you
It belongs to you