Got on aboard a west bound Seven forty seven Didn´t think before Deciding what, to do All that talk of opportunities, TV breaks and movies Rang true, sure rang true Seems it never rain in Southern California Seems 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 I´m out of work, I´m out of my head Out of self respect, I´m out of bread I´m under loved, I´m under fed I wanna go home, 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 I 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 Seems it never rains in Southern California Seems 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