Hey mister that's me up on the jukebox
I'm the one singing this sad song
And I cry every time that you slip in one more dime
And play me singing the sad one one more time
Southern California
That's as blue as a girl can be
Blue as the deep blue sea
Won't you listen to me now
I need your golden gated cities
Like a hole in my head
Just like a hole in my head
I'm free
Hey mister that's me up on the jukebox
I'm the one singing this sad song
And I cry every time that you slip in one more dime
And play me singing the sad one one more time
Do believe
I'll go back home
Hey, mister can't you see that I'm dry as a bone
I think I'll spend some time alone
Unless you find a way of squeezing water from a stone
I'm the one singing this sad song
And I cry every time that you slip in one more dime
And play me singing the sad one one more time
Southern California
That's as blue as a girl can be
Blue as the deep blue sea
Won't you listen to me now
I need your golden gated cities
Like a hole in my head
Just like a hole in my head
I'm free
Hey mister that's me up on the jukebox
I'm the one singing this sad song
And I cry every time that you slip in one more dime
And play me singing the sad one one more time
Do believe
I'll go back home
Hey, mister can't you see that I'm dry as a bone
I think I'll spend some time alone
Unless you find a way of squeezing water from a stone
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