Two Kristina's with a K from Mesa, Arizona
Took a train to LA in the pursuit of personas
In all white track shoes drinking pineapple boba
I was the boy in the right place with my cousin's Corolla
We spent the summer singing: Come on Eileen
Bumper to bumper, just my babies and me
Salt in the air and our fingers and hair in the breeze
I'm feeling California
I'm feeling California
I don't care if it's lame that the Sun makes me happy
I don't care if every girl in every coffee shop's pursuing acting
We could swim on Christmas
Everyone's high and obsessed with fitness
It's always sweater weather
The Red Hot Chili Peppers
Beautiful girls and boys
I'm feeling California
I'm feeling California
I think she's feeling me
My dog likes the big backyards
Gasoline and cigars, Kenny, Mintz and Marms
We're on the beach with granola, sippin' RC Cola
I'm feeling California
I'm feeling California
I'm feeling California
(We spent the summer singing: Come on Eileen)
I'm feeling California
(Salt in the air and our fingers and hair in the breeze)
I'm feeling California
