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Dean and Jane are packin’ up his pick up truck
They’re headin’ out west  – They do not give a fuck
A truck load of cigga cigga cigarettes
Dean asked Jane “did you stop at the vets?”
He wanted her to pick up some Ketamine
He wanted this trip to feel like a dream
Jane said “No, man. I totally forgot”
She reached into her purse to grab her bag of rocks

California
California
Cali Cali Cali
California

Dean is sittin’ in the passenger side
Dean spots a hitchhiker dressed as a bride
They pull the car over and they roll down the glass
He asked the bride nicely to show him her ass
The bride got mad, dude, she ran away
She said “I runnin’ all the way to Californ-i-a”
Dean got out and chased her down
Choked her out solid – Left her lying on the ground

California
California
Cali Cali Cali
California

Jane is all pissed off out in the Chevrolet
“You didn’t need to kill that girl
Ya didn’t need to kill her today”
Dean grabs Jane and puts her head under a tire
“I’m sick of your bullshit, Jane
You’re about to expire
I’m going to California alone!
I’m going by myself!
I’m gonna leave you in a pool of your own flesh and blood!
You know, I hate you, Jane!
I’m going to California
California
California
California”