How Are Things In California? - Nancy Sinatra

How are things in California

Oh, your letter didn’t say

Now that you’re in California, are you gonna stay

When you left for California

How I begged you please think twice

But you thought that California would be paradise

But it isn’t the place, it isn’t the weather

What matters the most is being together

You may have the sun, the sand and the sea

But why must you be so far from me

I’ll come out to California, if you care the way I do

Wait for me in California

I’ll come out for you, if you want me to