We're throwing darts at a map
Without a thing to say
Now we gould paint an old school bus
And live out the cliché
Hey hey
We'll be in hollywood by nine and
Dancing in the street
Yeah
Let's fall in love not in line
And live the teenage dream
Let's kick it like we're going to california
And got nothing to say
Except for get me out of this damn town
Before I pick up all the pieces
That I haven't found
Whoo!
She took the chains around
My neck had flowers in her hair
Flowers in her hair
She said I'll race you to the stars and back
But darlin' that's not fair
Uh-uh honey
If life's a joke we'll be the punch like
The perfect mess my dear
We'll be a couple bodies worn out by their souls
But honey I don't care (we don't care)
Let's kick it like we're going to california
And got nothing to say
Let's kick it like we're going to california
And got nothing to say
Except for get me out of this damn town
Before I pick up all the pieces
That I haven't found
Whoo!
Sing with me, sing with me
I'ma say pretend with me
Sing with me, sing with me
Won't you be my friend?
Whoo!
When the moon is finally dead
The little things are all we'll hear
With coca-cola coloured hearts
I'll be your souvenir
Heard someone ask whatever
Happened to this season's
Losers of the year?
Let's carve our names into a wall
We're all alright
We're here
Let's kick it like we're going to california
We goin' down
And got nothing to say
Except for get me out of this damn town
Before I pick up all the pieces
That I haven't found
Whoo!
