The more I try to catch your eye The less I seem to hesitate
But every time you cross my mind The words come out in figure 8's
* I need to let go of everything Ooh, it's getting hard to fight the feeling
** She's your girl She's in all your pictures California girl, I wish I was her
When you're gone She sleeps in your T-shirts It hurts, I wish I was her
Ms. California Ms. California
I love your voice but hate the way You talk of her consistently
But every time you say her name It honestly kills me
( * , ** )
And everything's better in California And everything's better in California
Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh
