It Never Rains in Southern California Rebecca Get you, brushing your hair with the wind Riding your bike up on Mulholland Drive Oh, I got a five-minute rush from you in your faded blue jeans
How many years is it you´ve been alive? Oh, I´ll take a guess, Rebecca, could it be eighteen, nineteen or so? Ooh, Rebecca, will I ever know?
No way, where would I fit in your life? What would you do with a man without change Too strange and too poor to be trusted, rusted a couple of times Shaken a bit by the years on the road And the women I´ve known? Rebecca, you´d have liked the name I gave to you Ooh, Rebecca, if you only knew
Go home To your father´s friends Straight sons To your mother´s friends
Sweet ones To those families Well-to-do and so well-established And one day you might wake up to a shock, girl
What has it come to this sensible life The wife of a fool? Rebecca, reading magazines in a chic salon Ooh, Rebecca. Where´s Rebecca gone?
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