Santa Monica 



Verse 1:

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In Santa Monica, in the wintertime

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The la - zy streets so undemanding

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I walk into the crowd

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In Santa Monica

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You get your coffee from the coolest places on the promenade

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Where people dress just so

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Beauty so unavoidable, everywhere you turn it's there

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I sit and wonder what am I doing here?





Chorus:

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But on the telephone line I am anyone, I am anything I want to be

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I can be a supermodel or Norman Mailer

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And you wouldn't know the difference



Or would you?

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Ooh......





Verse 2:

In Santa Monica, all the people got modern names like Jake or Mandy

And modern bodies too

In Santa Monica, on the boulevard

You'll have to dodge those in-line skaters

Or they'll knock you down

I never felt so lonely 

Never felt so out of place

I never wanted something more than this



Chorus #2:

But on the telephone line I am anyone, I am anything I want to be

I could be a super model or Norman Mailer

And you wouldn't know the difference

On the telephone line I am any height, I am any age I want to be

I could be a caped crusader, or space invader

And you wouldn't know the difference 

Or would you?