Tallulah's Home...and it's not California..still i sad
Oh it gets so lonely
When youre walking
And the streets are full of strangers
All the news of home you read
Just gives you the blues
Just gives you the blues
So I bought me a ticket
I caught a plane to spain
Went to a party down a red dirt road
There were lots of pretty people there
Reading rolling stone, reading vogue
They said, how long can you hang around?
I said a week, maybe two,
Just until my skin turns brown
Then Im going home to california
California Im coming home
Oh will you take me as I am
Strung out on another man
California Im coming home
Chorus:
Oh it gets so lonely
When youre walking
And the streets are full of strangers
All the news of home you read
More about the warAnd the bloody changes
Oh will you take me as l am?
Will you take me as l am?
Will you?
Just got home...I need Joni Mitchell right now and it's been years since I've listened to her. The grass has grown, the kitchen a mess...but I'm home, I'm home and tomorrow I will catch my breath and finish a book and try desperately to breathe. I miss my Yaye...
California, I am feeling quite meloncholy. It's not the land of milk and honey it once was...if it really ever was.
When youre walking
And the streets are full of strangers
All the news of home you read
Just gives you the blues
Just gives you the blues
So I bought me a ticket
I caught a plane to spain
Went to a party down a red dirt road
There were lots of pretty people there
Reading rolling stone, reading vogue
They said, how long can you hang around?
I said a week, maybe two,
Just until my skin turns brown
Then Im going home to california
California Im coming home
Oh will you take me as I am
Strung out on another man
California Im coming home
Chorus:
Oh it gets so lonely
When youre walking
And the streets are full of strangers
All the news of home you read
More about the warAnd the bloody changes
Oh will you take me as l am?
Will you take me as l am?
Will you?
Just got home...I need Joni Mitchell right now and it's been years since I've listened to her. The grass has grown, the kitchen a mess...but I'm home, I'm home and tomorrow I will catch my breath and finish a book and try desperately to breathe. I miss my Yaye...
California, I am feeling quite meloncholy. It's not the land of milk and honey it once was...if it really ever was.
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Welcome back!!! The place wasn't the same without ya!
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