Lyrics

Please kiss me goodbye like that night I'd have died in your arms Had you have never had to move Please tell me to stay Can you read on my face that I'm waiting Falling into you Kissing in the back seat Told me that he loved me Left me way too early Easy, honey Dancing in the streets The weekend on repeat Doing it like they do in California, I adore you Only move my body for you 'Cause it's tales like these on silver screens My dancing fever, type machines In California, should have warned you I'm a good-for-nothing traitor Saw you linger for a bit too long The road goes on and on in California I bet that you taste like regret I don't care if it's bad I wanna see it through Fast drives, midnight You're right, I shouldn't But there's nothing I can do My mind's in California I adore you Only move my body for you 'Cause it's tales like these on silver screens My dancing fever, type machines In California, should have warned you I'm a good-for-nothing player Showed my cards a bit too long, oh God The list goes on and on in California In California In California In California In California, I adore you Only move my body for you 'Cause it's tales like these on silver screens My dancing fever, type machines In California, should have warned you I'm a good-for-nothing player Showed my cards a bit too long, oh God The list goes on and on in California In California In California
Writer(s): Gaja Kuščer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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