Teal and Camille

I see more blonde hair than on
California beaches
But they're not tossing Frisbees
Or speaking with drawls like Georgia peaches

They're swinging out and swiveling
In vintage fashion
Just like the Titans on the mountain
Their thunder is clashing

That's why I want to
Hang with Teal and Camille
Words don't say just how they
Make me feel

The world just up and turned blonde
In the span of a song
Now four hours east on I-10
Ain't seeming so long

Teal's double spins were flowing
Like the Mississippi
And she dispelled stereotypes about blondes
As she danced while talking with me

Meanwhile, Camille was gabbing along but
Gave the band its due
At the end of each song
Oh man, these girls and I will surely get along

That's why I want to
Hang with Teal and Camille
Words don't say just how they
Make me feel

The world just up and turned blonde
In the span of a song
Now four hours east on I-10
Ain't seeming so long

Where do you see yourself
In five years a coming
Just who do you see yourself
Yourself becoming

Somebody great
Well I can't wait

That's why I want to
Hang with Teal and Camille
Words don't say just how they
Make me feel

The world just up and turned blonde
In the span of a song
Now four hours east on I-10
Ain't seeming so long

Ain't seeming so long
Ain't seeming so long
Ain't seeming so long



Credits
Writer(s): Heath Borne
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