Elijah Blake California Livin'
Forty seven dollars plus an empty pack of gum
Maxed out credit cards, in my back pocket
Isn't she lucky?
Fire red, thunderbird, use some how convince to papa to let you borrow
And the condition is, bring it back before tomorrow, oh
While we rolling down the riverside
I like that you like what we gonna do now, baby, oh yeah
'Cause we know there ain't no turning back
And we gonna be broke for a while
But you still managed to give that million dollar smile
I knew that you, wasn't sure
'Cause you make that face when you're afraid
But it's cool, 'cause I too
Don't have a plan but we're just two-thousand miles away from…
California livin'
Place of burning dreams
Where everybody's privileged
Everyone but you and me
We'll be, California livin'
Majored in Philosophy
So I'll go get these millions
While you finish your degree
California
Oh, oh, California livin'
Sweet home California
Oh love that's where we're headed
Thirty-two-hours later damn we barely made it, guess who's sleeping in the car
Till we see morning, if we're still lucky, yeah, aye
I can sell these Jordans and this [?] for a little bit of paper to a flight club or something, oh
Oh no, I know it ain't much
But we can surely use the money badly
Get a room for a couple of nights
There's a suit parade downtown, baby
And I'll hold you tight [?]
And tell you it's alright
And how someday I think you'll make the perfect wife
And when you, say I do
Best be sure, 'cause it's you and I against the world
And soon, we'll leave this motel room
For a white picket fence and a dog you've always wanted plus a gorgeous baby girl, oh
California livin'
Place of burning dreams
Where everybody privileged
Everyone but you and me
We'll be, California livin'
Majored in Philosophy
So I'll go get these millions
While you finish your degree
California
Oh, oh, California livin'
Sweet home California
Oh love that's where we're headed
California
Oh, oh, California livin'
Sweet home California
Oh love that's where we're headed