Holiday from Real

She thinks I'm much too thin She asks me if I'm sick What's a girl to do with friends like this? She lets me drive her car so I can score an eighth From the lesbians out west in Venice Oh-oh, California in the summer Ah-ah, and my hair is growing long And fuck yeah, we can live like this But if you left it up to me Everyday would be a holiday from real We'd waste our weeks beneath the sun We'd fry our brains And say, "It's so much fun out here" When it's all over I'll come back for another year I look for work today I'm spilling out the door Put my glasses on so no one sees me I never thought that I'd be living on your floor But the rents are high and LA's easy Oh-oh, it's a picture of perfection Ah-ah, and the postcard's gonna read "Fuck yeah, we can live like this" We can live like this But if you left it up to me Everyday would be a holiday from real We'd waste our weeks beneath the sun We'd fry our brains And write it's so much fun out here Hey, Madeline (hey, Madeline) You sure look fine (you sure look fine) You wore my favorite sweater Being poor was never better A safety buzz (a safety buzz) Some cheap red wine (some cheap red wine) Oh, the trouble we can get in So let's screw this one up right But if you left it up to me (if you left it up to me) Everyday would be a holiday from real We'd waste our weeks beneath the sun We'd lie and tell our friends It's so much fun out here When it's all over I'll come back for another When it's all over I'll come back for another year