B. Santa Ana, 1986

Not from New York and I never was

I never did live there because

Things felt dirty

Things felt small

Every room felt just like a hall you'd take to another place, another town

Somebody always saying you've got meet this friend of mine

At least that was the impression of mine

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

Not from Texas and I never was

I never did live there because

It's too wide, too tall

I do comprehend, yeah I have heard the call

If you're from out of town it's your bad luck, reminders as frequent as pickup trucks

But I, oh I, oh I'm

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

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

I'm from California (There are kinds)

I'm from California (There always are)

I'm from California and I don't mind (Who want to remind you, though you've travelled far)

I'm from California (Pickin' fruits)

Born in California (From the same little tree)

Yes in California, where we take all kinds (Never did much appeal to me)