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Hit me on westside surfer sun That we can bend I know where can spend our days Hit me on that ocean blues, that notion blue Those clothes so few, I like to see you that way California make us blaze around the sun no no No escaping desperate times, let us feel and have some fun I'm down the 64, in a 95, and it is 95 degrees Driving down the 64, in a 95, and it is 95 degrees Driving down the 64, in a 95, and it is 95 degrees Driving down the 64, in a 95, and it is 95 degrees I make bad decisions but it's only for attention Would you pardon all this tension with you I just want affection I'm partially obsessive Parting from you wasn't my intention Part of me wishes that i never had this premonition Of me and you in my 95 Let's take a drive until we see the stars come out at night We can talk about our history upon this view Let's keep it safe I got my arms around your shoulders holding 10 and 2 I'm driving down the 64, in a 95, and it is 95 degrees Driving down the 64, in a 95, and it is 95 degrees Driving down the 64, in a 95, and it is 95 degrees Driving down the 64, in a 95, and it is 95 degrees Driving in the the fast lane on the 64 now I'm riding carpool with this pretty thing that I adore Life is throwing lemons i keep breaking down and starting to neglect it Thinking maybe it's the trials from the lessons I'm rejecting Now I'm venting to myself with all my problems Could've been my lack of want that drove me to the bottom Play your strings right With no attachments Forget about the flashing Cuz a picture can not hold this passion Maybe we can work and take it slow Maybe, I can plant a seed inside your soul Maybe, we can hit the sheets and lose control Maybe we can hit the coast and call it home I'm driving down the 64, in a 95, and it is 95 degrees Driving down the 64, in a 95, and it is 95 degrees Driving down the 64, in a 95, and it is 95 degrees Driving down the 64, in a 95, and it is 95 degrees
Writer(s): Angelo Perata Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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