CALIFORNIA

Christmastime comes and Christmastime goes
Ooooh   Oooooh  Ooooh  Oooh 
I don't know what I don't but I know what I know
Ooooh   Ooooh  Ooooh  Oooh/
There's those that'll do and there's them that'll try
Those that speak plainly while other's imply
Ooooh   Ooooh  Ooooh  Oooh/

In the future we are the past
When the winters got cold 
and the future it's falling fast
as Saint Nick come to warn ya to leave California

Ooooh   Ooooh  Ooooh  Oooh

You better watch out  but you might as well cry
Ooooh   Oooooh  Ooooh   Oooh
There's no where to run no where left you can hide
Ooooh   Oooooh  Ooooh   Oooh/

I love a poet from Annaheim
dreams of a home in the sky
She writes in verses that never rhyme
Gonna buy her a reindeer who knows how to fly

Fly... fly...


Christmastime comes and Christmastime goes
Ooooh   Oooooh  Ooooh  Ooooh  Oooh
I don't know what I don't but I know what I know
Ooooh   Ooooh  Ooooh  Ooooh  Oooh
You better watch out  but you might as well cry
Ooooh   Oooooh  Ooooh  Oooh
The present's wrapped up but it's broken inside
Ooooh   Oooooh  Ooooh  Oooh/



We had a short run in paradise
Goodbye to the thought you can know
Who can we trust when we need advice
will Saint Nick come to warn ya to leave California