Lyrics

From Venice Beach to San Francisco
Here I come, saving freedom, here I come
Gonna melt myself into the Morro Rock's sunset
And never, never let the ocean disappear

Big sur on September
The colours of your water
Teased by the deepness of the sea
You're my fond hope
Queen of the West Coast

Dreaming of the vineyards
Lean on Dry Creek Valley, and the sweets Cabernets
Gonna melt myself into the saviour grapes
And never let their flavour fade away

Haight Asbury
Let your summer leave its shades on me
On my thirsty escapes
You're my fond hope
Queen of the West Coast
Queen of the West Coast

California,
May your silky wind forever blows...
...this golden state of mind?
So I could travel to you
Queen of the west coast
Queen of the West Coast

From Venice Beach to San Francisco
Here I come, saving freedom, here I come