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Lletres: Kooks. Inside in Inside Out. California.

Don't you know, baby, I'm a leading man
I dig down deep when I say I love you
Well, I can hold my own with the best of them
I guarantee you, you never seen nothin', nothin' like this again

California, say that you love me
From all the darkness, I couldn't break through
Now I miss the ocean when I go to sleep
Oh man, it's gonna break my heart

Don't you know that I did the things I did
I rubbed your back when you were sleeping
But all along, baby, it was understood that you were leaving

Absolutely, the very first day we met

California, say that you miss me
From all the darkness, I couldn't break through

I'm gonna miss you, I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you, I'm gonna miss ya
I'm gonna miss you, I'm gonna miss ya
I'm gonna miss you, I'm gonna miss you