Why are California girls so mysteriously pretty?
Is it the sunshine, the waves, or just the city?
Riding through Fremont, a dream in the air,
Hard to find a beauty anywhere else quite as fair.
In LA, we shine with that Hollywood glow,
From the beaches to the boulevards, we steal the show,
Surfer girls in their shades, sunsets painted gold,
Our beauty's a story waiting to be told.
California girls, we're a sight to see,
From Fremont to Calabasas, we roam so free,
There's something in our smile, something in our eyes,
Prettier than the rest, that's no surprise.
Oakland girls got that fire in their soul,
Dancing through the night, always in control,
Bringing the heat, we make hearts skip a beat,
With every step, we make this life oh so sweet.
From the city streets to the rolling hills,
California holds its magic still,
Wherever you go, you'll find a sign,
That California pretty is oh so fine.
California girls, we're a sight to see,
From Fremont to Calabasas, we roam so free,
There's something in our smile, something in our eyes,
Prettier than the rest, that's no surprise.