Blonde - Black Atlass

Your lips take me to California

Your body takes me to the sky

I know I’m fuckin' dyin' for you

So baby, give me yours all night, yeah

Blue eyes crystal clear (ahh)

And tan lined freckled fears in you (ahh)

I wanna take that ride (ahh)

My only piece of pride is you (ahh)

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 (ahh)

And tan lined freckled fears in you (ahh)

I wanna take that ride (ahh)

My only piece of pride is you (ahh)

Yeah, I’m thinkin'

Thinkin' who could she love?

Yeah, I’m thinkin'

Thinkin' who could she love?

Yeah, I’m thinkin'

Thinkin' who could she love?

'Cause I know, baby

When I dream of sunshine or paradise

When I dream of livin' that simple life

When I dream of runnin' away tonight

I hear your voice whisperin'

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

My young west coast

Baby, you’re my, my young west coast

And I know, baby

And I know who I’m thinking of, oh, yeah