Oh hoo, I need your huggin
I'm here my fears close guarded
Youth costing less than the next flight
You love the beautiful West Side
The beach and gorgeous sunrise
Surfs up the waves are risin' high
I'm all alone I need you here in Santa Monica

California

From hear to Bel Air
The blue bus will take us everywhere
Everyone's happy everyone's all right
From Lomita to El Cerrito
Seven years up and down the West Coast
Surfs up the waves are risin' high
I'm all alone I need you here in Santa Monica
I'm all alone why don't you come to Santa Monica?