She'll have California blonde hair
And a California start
She's not from around here but
Goodbyes break her heart
She grew up in a sleepy little town
But the parents split up
When the marriage went south
And now the kids are mean
But the streets are clean
So they don't say a word
Leaves for college in about a month, she's got
Bags to pack, and numbers to crunch, she's
Got a boy with long brown hair and she
Seems to be the only thing he cares about
What he'd do
For his backpack full of songs
To take him with you
What he'd do
For his backpack full of songs
To take him with you
