I Hate California Uncle Kracker

She's probably in a Bentley
Showin’ off her new fake boobies
Tryin’ to break into the movies with some producer
Who seduced her with some sushi and cologne

She's probably down on Sunset
Doin’ all the things that she ain't done yet
With some actor she calls Hector
Man, I wish she'd meet Phil Spector
And he'd ask to take her home

She's lovin’ California
She loves the beach
She loves the party everyday
Piña Coladas on the sidewalk in LA
Ever since she went away
I hate California

Maybe she's livin’ in a commune
Dancin’ with hippies under the moon
It’s all free love, weed and patchouli
And there's a guru named Fuzuli
And he's doin’ her for sure

Maybe she's strummin’ some big rock star
Drinkin’ pink cosmos at the Sky Bar
Those Hollyweirdos with their tofu, avocado
I bet she thinks she won the lotto
Good for her