Oh hoo,
I need your huggin I'm here my fears close guarded Youth costing less than the next flight You love the beautiful West Side The beach and gorgeous sunrise Surfs up the waves are risin' high I'm all alone I need you here in Santa Monica California From hear to Bel Air The blue bus will take us everywhere Everyone's happy everyone's all right From Lomita to El Cerrito Seven years up and down the West Coast Surfs up the waves are risin' high I'm all alone I need you here in Santa Monica I'm all alone why don't you come to Santa Monica?
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