Letras
Everything I really wanna do
Is out here on the West Coast
South of San Francisco
Lying on an empty beach
With only me and you
Underneath some palm trees
Swinging in a cool, cool breeze
I've been working hard
Every day and oh my God
I could use a break
I could tear some waves apart
In our favorite place
And you're wrapped inside my arms
On a perfect day
And everything I really wanna do
Is out here on the West Coast
South of San Francisco
Lying on an empty beach
With only me and you
Underneath some palm trees
Swinging in a cool, cool breeze
I'm in the Golden State
It's been losing all its shine
Stuck in the old ways
But we can take a little time
Rush out the door, get on the road
We don't need anybody, yeah, yeah
And everything I really wanna do
Is out here on the West Coast
South of San Francisco
Lying on an empty beach
With only me and you
Underneath some palm trees
Swinging in a cool, cool breeze
Everything I really wanna do
Is out here on the West Coast
South of San Francisco
Lying on an empty beach
With only me and you
Underneath some palm trees
Swinging in a cool, cool breeze
Ooh, uh (cool, cool breeze)
Ooh, uh (cool, cool breeze)
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