California

You don′t ever have to
Be stronger than you really are
When you’re lyin′ in my arms, baby
You don’t ever have to
Go faster than your fastest pace
Or faster than my fastest cars

I shouldn’t have done it but I read it in your letter
You said to a friend that you wish you were doin′ better
I wanted to reach out, but I never said a thing

I shouldn′t have done it but I read it in your letter
You said to a friend that you wish you were doin’ better
I wanted to call you, but I didn′t say a thing

(Two, three, four)

Oh, I’ll pick you up

If you come back to America
Just hit me up

′Cause this is crazy love
I’ll catch you on the flipside
If you come back to California
You should just hit me up

We′ll do whatever you want, travel wherever how far
We’ll hit up all the old places
We’ll have a party
We′ll dance ′til dawn

I’ll pick up all of your Vogues and all of your Rolling Stones
Your favorite liquor off the top-shelf
I′ll throw a party
All night long

You don’t ever have to
Be stronger than you really are
When you′re lyin’ in my arms and honey
You don′t ever have to
Act cooler than you think you should
You’re brighter than the brightest stars

You’re scared to win, scared to lose
I′ve heard the war was over if you really choose
The one in and around you
You hate the heat, you got the blues
Changing like the weather, oh, that′s so like you
The Santa Ana moves you
(Two, three, four)

Oh, I’ll pick you up
If you come back to America
Just hit me up

′Cause this is crazy love
I’ll catch you on the flipside
If you come back to California
You should just hit me up

We′ll do whatever you want, travel wherever how far
We’ll hit up all the old places
We′ll have a party
We’ll dance ‘til dawn

I′ll pick up all of your Vogues and all of your Rolling Stones
Your favorite liquor off the top-shelf
I′ll throw a party
All night long

Oh, I’ll pick you up
If you come back to America
Just hit me up

′Cause this is crazy love
I’ll catch you on the flipside
If you come back to California
You should just hit me up