Cruising down the 405 To Ventura boulevard I spot a dusty hitchhiker And I offer him a ride Trench Coat worn to smithereens Teeth drenched in rot Stalagtited smile Constellationed dimple dots We pass the time Surfing skimming sifting the radio I ask him well, where to now? There's only one place I'd rather go California California California California California California California California California California California California I put the pedal to the metal Turn the knobs right to the max Drive on thru the in-n-out And I'll pick us up some snacks Now Hollywood ain't Bollywood Warren Beattie ain't Shah Rukh Khan L.A.'s had its glory days It peaked with Goldie Hawn Enough with the rigamarole My rider chastised me Nostalgia's got you blinded There's only one place I'd rather be California California California California California California California California California California California California Sometimes when I lie awake At night I get so scared I dreamt I've left The Valley And I've lost all my hair I for one could care less For the triviality Too much superficialdom My friend he disagrees Praise be Los Angeles It's one big jamboree We're home to the Lakers And that's enough for me California California California California Kobe Bryant California California California California California Kobe Bryant California