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sunday's coming i wanna drive my car

to your apartment with present like a star

forecaster said the weather may be rainy hard

but i know the sun will shine for us

oh lazy seagull fly me from the dark

i dress my jeans and feed my monkey banana

then i think my age how old,skyline how far

or we need each other in california

*you show me your body before night comes down

i touch your  face and promise to stay ever young

on this ivory beach we kissed so long

it seems that the passion's never gone

*you sing me your melody and i feel so please

i want you to want me to keep your dream

together we'll run wild by a summer symphony

this is what we enjoyed not a fantasy

the tin-man's surfing i wanna try my luck

to the top of tide rip like just have some drugs

i know you have no blame for my proud moonish heart

welcome to the golden beatnik park

oh diamond seashore drag me from the yard

incredible sunward i watch as you're in photograph

for camera your smile's so sweet,palm trees' so lush

would you believe my honey it's califonia