(In California) Well, the street's a little dirtier than I expected And the celebrities don't get coffee where I do And the Santa Monica pier is just a bunch of smoke and mirrors And no one looks anything like I do And when I go home at night, I walk in a hurry But I don't tell my mom that, 'cause she's gonna worry When she asks if I'm okay, if she should hop on the next plane She's sweet, but I'll just say It's not supposed to rain in California It's only been two days and now it's pouring I forgot to pack an umbrella, so I'm trapped In the rain in California People seem a little nicer in the movies No one asks you where you're from or how you're doing If you're not on the A list, then you're never getting in So, why would anyone like me? And when I go home at night, I walk in a hurry But I don't tell my mom that, 'cause she's gonna worry When she asks if I'm okay, if she should hop on the next plane She's sweet, but I'll just say Was not supposed to rain in California It's only been two days and now it's pouring I forgot to pack an umbrella, so I'm trapped In the rain in California In the rain in California And when I go home at night, I walk in a hurry But I don't tell my mom, 'cause she's already worried And I think I'll be okay, it's nothing but a little rain on me And that's all I'll say Love from LA