歌詞
47 dollars
Plus an empty pack of gum
Maxed out credit cards in my back pocket
Isn't she lucky?
Fire red, Thunderbird you somehow convinced
Your papa to let you borrow
And the condition is
Bring it back before tomorrow, oh
While we rolling down the riverside
I like that you like what we going to do now
Baby, oh yeah
'Cause we know there ain't no turning back
And we gonna be broke for a while
But you still managed to give
That millionaire dollar smile
I knew that you wasn't sure
'Cause you make that face when you're afraid
But it's cool, 'cause I too
Don't have a plan but we're just
2000 miles away from
California livin' place of burning dreams
Where everybody's privileged
Everyone but you and me
We'll be California livin'
Majored in Philosophy
So I'll go get these millions
While you finish your degree
California
Oh-oh, California livin'
Sweet home California
Oh love that's where we're headed
32 hours later
Damn we barely made it
Guess who's sleeping in the car?
'Til we see morning
If we're still lucky, yeah, aye!
I can sell these Jordans
And this Ooplo for a little bit of paper
To a flight club or something, oh
Oh no, I know it ain't much
But we can surely use the money badly
Get a room for a couple nights
There's a Super 8 downtown, baby
And I'll hold you tight, and little feet
And tell you it's alright
And how someday I think you'll make the perfect wife
And when you say "I do"
Best be sure, 'cause it's you and I against the world
And soon, we'll leave this motel room
For the white picket fence and a dog you always wanted
Plus a gorgeous baby girl, oh
California livin' place of burning dreams
Where everybody's privileged
Everyone but you and me
We'll be California livin'
Majored in Philosophy
So I'll go get these millions
While you finish your degree
California
Oh-oh, California livin'
Sweet home California
Oh love that's where we're headed
California
Oh-oh, California livin'
Sweet home California
Oh love that's where we're headed
Written by: Sean Fenton
