California Summer

Graduation, here we come
We pass on down the blue and white
We're out of here, we're gone
We're getting out tonight

The summer sun is calling
The wind, the surf, the sand
California dreaming
With the freedom we demand

Though we will go our separate ways
And for years and years we part,
Summer will forever be there
A memory etched into our hearts


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