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I know a certain place that can cure the blues
Santa Cruz, Santa Cruz
I've been every place, oh yes, and still I choose
Santa Cruz, Santa Cruz
Santa Cruz, Santa Cruz

Take 17 until you hit Route 1
Santa Cruz, Santa Cruz
Surf until the setting of the golden sun
Santa Cruz, Santa Cruz
Santa Cruz, Santa Cruz

Hey Oliver, What is it about Santa Cruz?

It's about the fog
Rolls in 'bout five o'clock
It's about the cliffs on the shore
And that crickety boardwalk

It's about the bay
And the distant mountain tops
It's about the chilly summer nights
The wide array of little shops

I know a certain place that can cure the blues
Santa Cruz, Santa Cruz
Where the setting sun can often be chartreuse
Santa Cruz, Santa Cruz
Santa Cruz, Santa Cruz
Santa Cruz...

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Santa Cruz, Santa Cruz

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