Blonde

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 of pride is you

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, yeah

Blue eyes crystal clear
And tan lined freckled fears in you
I want to take that ride
My only piece of pride is you

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

'Cause baby you're my
You're my young west coast, yeah
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