california (Explicit)

Yeah you’ll be the girl and I’ll be the boy

We saw in the movies you never enjoyed

But I knew you were right

‘Cause baby you were so left field

Just a couple of kids in the prime of our lives

I’m taking a chance babe I’m rolling of the dice

But I don’t have the words

To tell you how I really feel

Like a Sunday drive in Southern California

Picture of you on my bedroom wall

Sketching our names on the bathroom stall

Got me sweating like it’s June in Arizona

Try to forget you I don’t know how

Tossing my coin in the wishing well

So I’ll be the devil and you’ll be a saint

You’re holding me up at your heavenly gates

Yeah I know you’re the one

It kills me that you can’t relate

Now I’m shooting my shot yeah I’m pulling a gun

You can decide if you stay or you run

But you stirring me up

You mixing all the love with hate

Yeah you know you’re like a Sunday drive in Southern California

Picture of you on my bedroom wall

Sketching our names on the bathroom stall

Got me sweating like it’s June in Arizona

Try to forget you I don’t know how

Tossing my coin in the wishing well