sunday's coming i wanna drive my car


to your apartment with present like a star


forecaster said the weather may be rainy hard


but i know the sun will shine for us


oh lazy seagull fly me from the dark


i dress my jeans and feed my monkey banana


then i think my age how old,skyline how far


or we need each other in california


you show me your body before night comes down


i touch your face and promise to stay ever young


on this ivory beach we kissed so long


it seems that the passion's never gone


you sing me your melody and i feel so please


i want you to want me to keep your dream


together we'll run wild by a summer symphony


this is what we enjoyed not a fantasy


the tin-man's surfing i wanna try my luck


to the top of tide rip like just have some drugs


i know you have no blame for my proud moonish heart


welcome the golden beatnik park


oh diamond seashore drag me from the yard


incredible sunward i watch as you're in photograph


for camera your smile's so sweet,palm trees' so lush


would you believe my honey it's califonia