It's a three-day drive, if she drives all nightSays she's leaving at the crack of dawnWell, she might still be lying here with meBut in her heart she's already goneAlready packed up, the Altima's gassed upShe done put the map up there on the dashI'm all tore up, just trying to man upDamning these tears up, but can't hold them backCause she's in love with CaliforniaAnd that West Coast sunshine dreamThese ain't no HollywoodsAnd these hills ain't BeverlyAin't no beaches on these back roadsNo sunset on the boulevardShe's in love with CaliforniaAnd breaking my heartHad a waitress job waiting in a hot doorRockin' hit Universal CityGot a glamour shot in her hip pocketHopin' somebody'll think she's prettyBy this time tomorrow, she'll hit ColoradoI'll be drownin' my sorrow in a bottle of BaneBefore she hits Flagstaff, maybe she'll backtrackBut I wouldn't bet that if I was meCause she's in love with CaliforniaAnd that West Coast sunshine dreamThese ain't no HollywoodsAnd these hills ain't BeverlyAin't no beaches on these back roadsNo sunset on the boulevardShe's in love with CaliforniaAnd breaking my heartShe was on the boulevard, she was on the boulevardOh my, but now it's go timeAnd she's in love with CaliforniaAnd that West Coast sunshine dreamThese ain't no HollywoodsAnd these hills ain't BeverlyThere ain't no beaches on these back roadsNo sunset on the boulevardNo sunset on the boulevardShe's in love with CaliforniaAnd breaking my heartShe's in love with CaliforniaAnd breaking my heartOh, she's breaking my heartAnd breaking my heartAnd breaking my heartyou