I'm southern, southern California I was born in LA it'll always be my home I can't deny I Got another side my Wheels keep turning and I never stop yearning for an open road Cruising PCH to interstate 40
I got both city lights and fireflies in me, me, yeah Who says you can't be country, a little pop and rock and roll? (Rock and roll) Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa-oh-oh T-shirt and bare feet or I can be heels and pearls (heels and pearls) Big city small town girl, whoa-oh Big city small town girl, whoa-oh I was raised blue collar A bartender's daughter He said, you gotta work hard to make it in this town Mom made my prom dress I felt like a princess Even more than I do in these designer gowns Through my orange trees I could see the Hollywood sign And hear my parents playing the Beatles and Patsy Cline, yeah Who says you can't be country, a little pop and rock and roll? (Rock and roll) Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa-oh-oh T-shirt and bare feet or I can be heels and pearls (heels and pearls) Big city small town girl, whoa-oh Big city small town girl, whoa-oh I know that I might Be in this high rise But my heart is out in that wide open space Wherever I go Freeways to back roads I know I'm never gonna change Big city small town girl, whoa-oh Big city small town girl, whoa-oh Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa-oh-oh Who says you can't be country, a little pop and rock and roll? (Rock and roll) Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa-oh-oh T-shirt and bare feet or I can be heels and pearls (heels and pearls) Big city small town girl, whoa-oh Big city small town girl, whoa-oh Big city small town girl