Blindly driving the California way,
fifty-five miles but in reverse. Hey!
You’ve got a heavy foot. What can I say?
California cruisin’
in the good ole’ U.S. A.
Sirens are screamin’
(they do that ev’ryday)
California cruisin’
time passes fast here--come what may!
Ev’rybody’s in a hurry but why?
The way they go somebody’s going to die.
In this wild traffic you can’t breathe, just sigh.
California cruisin’
in the good ole’ U.S. A.
There’s wall to wall people
ev’ryone going about their own way
California cruisin’
time passes fast here--come what may!
In California life’s all about play.
Too may rich folks, most jobs there don’t pay
but because of the weather most people stay.
California cruisin’
in the good ole’ U.S. A.
with a Mexican flair
done California way
California cruisin’
time passes fast here--come what may!
E’en when we sleep, time keeps passing on by
there’s never a time to stop, blink or cry
California cruisin’
there ain’t no snoozin’
or time you’re loosin’
California cruisin’
in the good ole’ U.S.A.