California
Raffaella Carrà
California
I'm fed up with this place
I want to get out
Always with the same boring stuff
The same city
Out with the bad vibes
I have to get out of this hole
Out with depression, I'm out of here
Because here, I'm a burden
California, California, California, California
California, California, California, California
I have to leave now
The sooner, the better
Keep my luggage
My car and my love
Take me to the airport
This is starting to smell like death
I'm not saying goodbye
To say it is to say, I'm staying
California, California, California
California, California, California, California
California, California, California, California
California, California, California, California
California, California, California, California
California, California, California