Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I do pet sounds loud on a sunny day
My top down fast on the pch
I don't care what else i gotta do
I've got you…
Wind in our hair
And the sun on our backs
No phone, no suits
No mail, no facts
You don't care where else you gotta be
You've got me
And we'll run, baby run
All the places we're from
And we'll all be someone…
In the california sun…
Let's take tuesday off for a saturday drive
Our friends back home are shivering
And we don't care if all of it's a lie
Nice is fine
And we'll run, baby run
All the places we're from
And we'll all be someone…
In the california sun…
In the california sun…
The boys and the babes,
The memory haze
We'll never go back
We'll never escape
The long summer days
The love and the hate…
Ooh, ooh, ooh
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