Got on a board a west bound 747 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 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 Out of work, I'm out of my head Out of self respect, I'm out of bread I'm under-loved, I'm underfed 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? Tell them I had offers, but didn't know which one's to take But 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