Born and raised in this small ghost town. I'll probably live and die here. Be buried in the ground. I'll take my father's place at the watering hole. These lines will age my face, oh save me from this cold. We're going out tonight he says. To all the girls looking for love on 2nd street: Oh I can hear your heartbeat coming in on my radio. And all the boys cruising down on the boulevard, Revving up your muscle cars, 'cause there's nowhere else to go. California dreamin' out my kitchen window. I pray for vacation to take me out of this snow. 'Cause I don't wanna live life like the other girls vacuuming in a string of pearls. I wanna leave this town, next bus in, I'm out. No matter what the consequence. To all the girls looking for love on 2nd street: Oh I can hear your heartbeat coming in on my radio. And all the boys cruising down on the boulevard, You know they hold the keys to your heart 'cause there's nowhere else to go.