B. Santa Ana, 1986

Not from New York and I never would
I never did live there because
Things felt dirty, things felt small
Every room felt just like a hall
You take to another place, another time
Somebody always saying you got to lose some friend of mine
That was the impression of mine

Well, I'm from California, I'm from California
I'm from California and I don't mind
I'm from California, born in California (Oh yeah)
Yes, in California where we take all kinds

Not from Texas and I never would
I never did live there because
It's too wide, too tall
To comprehend, yeah, I've heard the call
You're from out of town, it's a "yo, big" look
Reminders as frequent as a pick-up truck
But I, oh, I, oh, I'm

Well, I'm from California, I'm from California
I'm from California and I don't mind
I'm from California, born in California (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yes, in California where we take all kinds

I'm from California, I'm from California
I'm from California and I don't mind
I'm from California, born in California
Yes, in California where we take all kinds

They're the kind that always are
What you imagined though you set out to find
Well, picking fruit from the same little tree
Never did much appeal to me