California
Please kiss me goodbye like that night
I'd have died in your arms
Had you have never had to move
Please tell me to stay
Can you read on my face that I'm waiting
Falling into you
Kissing in the back seat
Told me that he loved me
Left me way too early
Easy, honey
Dancing in the streets
The weekend on repeat
Doing it like they do in
California, I adore you
Only move my body for you
'Cause it's tales like these on silver screens
My dancing fever, type machines
In California, should have warned you
I'm a good-for-nothing traitor
Saw you linger for a bit too long
The road goes on and on in California
I bet that you taste like regret
I don't care if it's bad
I wanna see it through
Fast drives, midnight
You're right, I shouldn't
But there's nothing I can do
My mind's in California
I adore you
Only move my body for you
'Cause it's tales like these on silver screens
My dancing fever, type machines
In California, should have warned you
I'm a good-for-nothing player
Showed my cards a bit too long, oh God
The list goes on and on in California
In California
In California
In California
In California, I adore you
Only move my body for you
'Cause it's tales like these on silver screens
My dancing fever, type machines
In California, should have warned you
I'm a good-for-nothing player
Showed my cards a bit too long, oh God
The list goes on and on in California
In California
In California
I'd have died in your arms
Had you have never had to move
Please tell me to stay
Can you read on my face that I'm waiting
Falling into you
Kissing in the back seat
Told me that he loved me
Left me way too early
Easy, honey
Dancing in the streets
The weekend on repeat
Doing it like they do in
California, I adore you
Only move my body for you
'Cause it's tales like these on silver screens
My dancing fever, type machines
In California, should have warned you
I'm a good-for-nothing traitor
Saw you linger for a bit too long
The road goes on and on in California
I bet that you taste like regret
I don't care if it's bad
I wanna see it through
Fast drives, midnight
You're right, I shouldn't
But there's nothing I can do
My mind's in California
I adore you
Only move my body for you
'Cause it's tales like these on silver screens
My dancing fever, type machines
In California, should have warned you
I'm a good-for-nothing player
Showed my cards a bit too long, oh God
The list goes on and on in California
In California
In California
In California
In California, I adore you
Only move my body for you
'Cause it's tales like these on silver screens
My dancing fever, type machines
In California, should have warned you
I'm a good-for-nothing player
Showed my cards a bit too long, oh God
The list goes on and on in California
In California
In California
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Writer(s): Gaja Kuščer
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