Blonde کے بول

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