Fourty seven dollars plus an empty pack of gum
Maxed out credit cards, in my back pocket
Isn't she lucky?
Fire red, thunder bird use somehow to convince 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 me 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 two-thousand miles away from...
California livin' place of burning dreams
Where everybody 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
Thirty-two-hours later damn we barely made it
Guess who's sleeping in the car
Till we see morning, if we're still lucky, yeah, aye
I can sell these Jordans and this Uclas 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 night
There's a suitparade downtown, baby
And I'll hold you tight, and your 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 live in this motel room
For the white big offìce and a dog you've always wanted
Plus a gorgeous babygirl, oh
California livin' place of burning dreams
Where everybody 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