Blonde

I Your lips take me to California Your body takes me to the sky I know I'm fuckin dying for you So baby give me yours all night Blue eyes crystal clear And tan lined freckled fears in you I want to take that ride My only piece and pride is you II And I can't stop the motion And I can't turn back time And summer time's our love baby And cherry skies our love Blue eyes crystal clear And tan lined freckled fears in you I want to take that ride My only piece and pride is you III Yeah I'm thinking Thinking who could she love Yeah I'm thinking Thinking who could she love Yeah I'm thinking Thinking who could she love Cause I know baby When I dream of sunshine or paradise When I dream of living that simple life When I dream of running away tonight I hear your voice whispering IV Cause baby you're my You're my young west coast You're my young west coast And baby you're my You're my young west coast And I know baby I know who I'm thinking of