Text: The Runaways. Mercury Albums Anthology. California Paradise.

Turn up that radio, hear the rock and roll
Malibu shines like summer gold
Wild beaches in the salty wind
California summers never end

California, you're so nice
California, you're paradise

The kids are ripping up the streets in their super cars
All night parties and loud guitars
Hot, hot neighborhoods, it's the silver sound
Wicked Hollywood goes round and round

California, you're so nice
California, you're paradise