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Sneaking out behind that shed
Stolen bag of mama's Winstons Reds
Stashed some of dad's magazines
My first crush Miss April '83
Building jumps high as we could
Stacking bricks and old plywood
Bloody lips and broken bones
Still had to beat the streetlights home
High on dreams and loaded like a gun
California Son
Summer seemed to last forever
Back before we knew better
We tore it up, left a mark on this town
Always thought we'd stay together
It's who we are, it doesn't matter
If I'm home or out there on the run
I'm still a California Son
California Son
Traded that bag for a fake Les Paul
Met a girl, thought I had it all
First kiss, first everything
First time I knew a heart would break
I guess that's what you get when you fall in love
With a California Son
Summer seemed to last forever
Back before we knew better
We tore it up, left a mark on this town
Always thought we'd stay together
It's who we are, it doesn't matter
If I'm home or out there on the run
I'm still a California Son
Best friends in a beat up van
Tryin' to be more than a local band
Lotta miles and a lotta songs
And everyone we had to prove wrong
Man it sure felt good, that number one
Not bad for a California Son
Summer seemed to last forever
Back before we knew better
We tore it up, left a mark on this town
Lost a good one along the way
Man it just won't be the same
I know he's up there shining down on us
A California Son
A California Son
A California Son
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