| I met him on my birthday
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| He was a present to me from the stars
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| They all said «Happy Birthday, girl»
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| Then they tore my world apart
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| They put me on the east side
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| And they left him in L. A
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| The distance grew between us
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| And we broke up yesterday
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| But if I cry myself a river, I can swim back to my sweet California
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| Give me a
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| C — A — L — I
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| I never knew I could feel like that
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| F — O — R — N
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| Anyone could tell you that I’ve got it bad
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| I — A, I — A
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| I ain’t going down this way
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| I’m gonna cry myself a river so I can swim back to my sweet California
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| They’re telling me I cry too much
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| That I could fill every bath and sink
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| In this city I got stuck in
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| With its tragic symphonies
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| They warned me not to get attached
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| But they got to me way too late
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| 'Cause I’m thinking of him constantly-
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| Every moment I’m awake
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| But if I cry myself a river, then I can swim back to my sweet California
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| Give me a
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| C — A — L — I
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| I never knew I could feel like that
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| F — O — R — N
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| Anyone could tell you that I got it bad
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| I — A, I — A
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| I ain’t going down this way
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| I’m gonna cry myself a river, then I can swim back to my sweet California
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| Cold water bring me back to my senses
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| Cold water, let me drown in him
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| Cold water, bring me back to my senses
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| Cold water, bring me back to him
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| Oh give me a
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| C — A — L — I
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| I never knew I could feel like that
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| F — O — R — N
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| Anyone could tell you that I got it bad
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| I — A, I — A
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| I ain’t going down this way
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| I’m gonna cry myself a river so I can swim back to my sweet California |