Gettin' born in the state of Mississippi
Poppa was a Copper and Momma was a Hippie
In Alabama she would swing a hammer
Price you gotta pay when you pick the Panorama
She never knew that there was anything more than poor
What in the World does your Company take me for?
Black Bandana, sweet Louisiana
Robbin' all the banks in the state of Indiana
She's a runner, rebel and a stoner
Come in everywhere saying baby what you gonna
Looking down the barrel of a hot metal 45
Just another way to survive
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California Rest In Peace
Simultaneous Release
California Show Your Teeth
She's my Priestess, I'm your Priest
Yeah, yeah
She's a Lover, baby and a fighter
Should have seen it coming when it got a little brighter
With a name like Dani California
Day was gonna come when I was gonna warn ya
A little older she was still in another breath
I love my baby to death
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Who knew the harder side of you
Who knew the hardest time to prove
Too true to say goodbye to you
Too true to say, say, say...
Pushed the baby, gifted and a mater
One for the now and little for the later
Never made it up to Minnesota
North Dakota man was a gunnin' for the product
Down in the bad lands she was savin' the best for last
It only hurts when I'm last, gone too fast
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.com
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