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Turn up that radio, hear the rock and roll Malibu shines like summer gold Wild beaches in the salty wind California summers never end California, you're so nice California, you're paradise The kids are ripping up the streets in their super cars All night parties and loud guitars Hot, hot neighborhoods, it's the silver sound Wicked Hollywood goes round and round California, you're so nice California, you're paradise