We never really made it baby
Out on the California coast
Our dreams of endless summer
Drinking margaritas all night in the old cantina
Adios, adios
Were just too grandiose
Going up north where the hills are winter green
Adios, adios
Adios, adios
Don't think that I'm ungrateful
And I miss the blood red sunset
Than the California coast
But we came pretty close
But I miss you the most
And don't look so morose
I have to leave you on the California coast
Going where the water's clear and the air is cleaner