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Got on board a westbound seven forty seven
Didn't think before deciding what to do
All that talk of opportunities, TV breaks and movies
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, but girl, don't they warn ya
It pours, man, it pours
Out of work, I'm out of my head
Out of self respect, I'm out of bread
I'm under loved, I'm underfed
I wanna go home
It never rains in California, but girl, don't they warn ya
It pours, man, it pours
Will you tell the folks back home I nearly made it?
Had offers but don't know which one to take
Please, don't tell 'em how you found me
Don't tell 'em how you found me
Gimme a break, gimme a break
Seems it never rains in Southern California
Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before
It never rains in California, but girl, don't they warn ya
It pours, man, it pours
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