Lyrics of Growin up in california

Night Ranger

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I was born in southern california sand
To a gypsy mother and a guitar-playing man (oh yeah)
Raised inside the american dream
Desert parties, had it all, so it seemed (hell yeah)
Yet there was something driving me wild, driving me crazy
Deep inside, like a knife cuttin' on me
So i said to myself, you got one life sittin' on the shelf
Get out (ohhhhh yeah)

Growing up in california (x2)
Got the sun, got the beach
And it's always calling me (oh yeah)

So i headed north, san francisco bay
There was music all night, it was a party every day (oh yeah)
I found myself in a funky band
Led by a family stone horn-playin' man (hey, hey yeah)
Yet there was something pulling me hard, driving me crazy
I needed more - too much music inside of me
So with my friends, we had a plan
Start our own rockin' band - that's right (ohhhhh wow)

Growing up in california (x2)
Pretty women you gotta see
And they're always callin' me (oh yeah)

Hollywood boulevard, rainbow bar & grill
Lots of gold records, i still love it here
Pacific coast highway, fillmore where the music lives,
Wine country, the most beautiful place i know
Sierra mountains, southern beaches, inland cities, rock-n-roll

(guitar solos...)

In california (x2)
Check out the sun, check out the beach
And it's always callin' me (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Growing up in california (x2)

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