Not a thing to wear. Thought you didn't care.
All the people there felt so far away.
Took a taxi cab to Pico and Grand.
You're a little mad, but it goes away.
California air and no idea where
he is taking you. Gotta pay the fare.
In the backseat there is no beat.
Listen to the street like you always do.
And so, (Tomorrow's Saturday)
I know, (a meter click away)
where the day went
and why you spent so many hours below.
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