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Albert Hammond It Never Rains In Southern California

walk in the morning light And came across the strangest sight down by the river Silver fish lay on its side, it was washed up by the early tide I wonder how it

train yeah ! Look at me I'm going somewhere I'm a train I'm a train I'm a chook-a train yeah ! Been a hard day Yes it has been a hard day Yes it has been a hard day yes it

rule While my name for you is beautiful Your name for me is fool Tags I know a kid Somehow the ball game doesn't interest him Isn't this where it all

Early in the misty, misty morning Headin' for another freeway jam Sleepy eyed and shivering Waking up and wishing it was Sunday I wish it was Sunday

father organized for me a college in the east But I went to California, the sunshine and the beach My parents and my lecturers could never understand Why I gave it

Rang true, sure rang true Seems it never rains in Southern California Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before It never rains in California,

Traducere: Hammond, Albert. Niciodată nu plouă în California de Sud.

Traducere: Hammond, Albert. Niciodată nu plouă în California de Sud.

.: Seems it never rains in southern California Seems I often heard this kind of talk before It never rains in California But girls don't they warn ya It pours, man it