I´m going back to Cali, Cali, Cali
I´m going back to Cali.. hmm, I don´t think so
I´m going back to Cali, Cali, Cali
I´m going back to Cali.. I don´t think so

Going back to Cali, stylin, profilin
Growlin, and smilin, while in the sun
The top is down, on the black Corvette
And it´s fly, cause it´s sittin on Dayton´s
Laurents steering wheel, plushed out, gold-leaf phantom top
and three girls waiting
VRRRROOM engine´s blowin, the chrome, is shining
Passing all the cars on the way
Movement of the wind, back wheels spin
Pop in a cassette and push play

I´m going back to Cali, Cali, Cali
I´m going back to Cali - yea y´all, I don´t think so
I´m going back to Cali, Cali, Cali
I´m going back to Cali..

I´m going back to Cali, shakin ´em, bakin ´em
Takin ´em to spots they never before hung
?? the place, on Sunset it´s a trip
Where the A.C.´s cold, and the girls still strip
The record skip, but this girl kept dancin
Prancin, grindin, grinnin, romancin
I asked her to the barn, so we could hit the hay
I wanna do this, Brutus, but I don´t wanna pay

I´m going back to Cali, Cali, Cali
I´m going back to Cali - no man I don´t think so
I´m going back to Cali, Cali, Cali
I´m going back to Cali..
..

I´m going back to Cali, rising, surprising
Advising realizing, she´s sizing me up
Her bikini - small; heels - tall
She said, she liked, the ocean
She showed me a beach, gave me a peach
and pulled out the suntan lotion
Now I thought that was fast, but this girl was faster
She´s lookin for a real good time
I said, "Close your eyes, I got a surprise,"
and I ran away with the bottle of wine

I´m going back to Cali, Cali, Cali
I´m going back to Cali.. I don´t think so
I´m going back to Cali, Cali, Cali
I´m going back to Cali.. I don´t think so

[saxophone solo]