California dreamin’ on an American road trip, feeling the freedom of the road.
California, oh how I hear ya. You been callin’ me, a glittering Nirvana, you’ve whispered to me. Your glistening peaks and twinkling waters, off the beaten track, into those Gidget-fuelled dreams and Dogtown days, your endless summer sons and daughters.
It’s our time, and we smile, An adventure set, a course charted and plotted, off we head to that mighty place.
Two in tow, boards packed and bags zipped. Our odyssey begins, to the City of Angels, no set to our script.