(John Kay)
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When I returned here back from the Islands
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You know I couldn't say enough 'bout old Kauai
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But now I'm out here on the road
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Calling friends back home
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But I just get the phone machine and this reply
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Ain't nobody home in California
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All your friends have gone to Molokai
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Ain't nobody home in California
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Everybody's off to see Hawaii
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May your journey seem forever
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May the Islands touch your heart
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And if you leave it all the way you found it
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May the peace that you'll find never part
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I wish I'd be there, back in the Islands
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You know, I'd ride along the beach at Hana Bay
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But I'm stuck in Waco, Texas
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At the Paradise Motel
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And now there's no one waiting for me in L.A.
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'Cause
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Nobody's home in California
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All your friends have gone to Molokai
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Ain't nobody home in California
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Everybody's off to see Hawaii
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Soon my travels will be over
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And soon a plane will take me home
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And just as soon I can make it over
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I'll be leaving these words on my phone
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Ain't nobody home in California...
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Ain't Nobody Home (In California)
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| John Kay |
