I know you're tryin to be a big girl. . And keep the tears from your eyes. And it's going to be a little hard. To lift your head up high. And you're gonna need a man.
I make my living off the Evening News. Just give me somethin', somethin' I can use. People love it when you lose, they love dirty laundry. . Well, I could've been an actor but I wound up here.
I know you're tryin' to be a big girl. And keep the tears from your eyes. And it's going to be a little hard. To lift your head up high. And you're gonna need a man.
As I stand here these evening. Looking out over the metropolis of Los Angeles, California. I can't help but think about the young lady that I met here.
With the rag top down. Starlit sky, pretty little blue gleam in her eye. shes my california girl. . [verse 1]. I saw her about a month ago. Long blonde hair and a turned up nose.