VERSE 1:
Got on board a west bound seven fourty seven.
Didn't think before deciding what to do.
All that talk of opportunities. T.V. break and movies.
Rang true. Sure rang true.

CHORUS:
Seems it never rains in Southern California.
Seem I've often heard that kind of talk before.
It never rains in California. But girl, don't they warn ya.
It pours, man it pours.

Will you tell the folks back home. I nearly made it.
Had offers but don't know which one to take.
Please don't tell them how you found me
Don't tell them how you found me. give me a break.
Give me a break.

CHORUS:...

KONEC:
Out of work I'm out a' my head.
Out of self respect, I'm out a' bread.
I'm underloved, I'm underfed. I wanna go home.
It never rain in California.
But girl, don't they warn ya.
It pours, man it pours.