I've been thinking about the West Coast Not the one that everyone knows For a summer of love A summer of love We're sick of living in the shadows We've one more chance before the light goes Doesn't want you It haunts you

Now you can do this on your own But everyone knows that no one likes to be alone So get on the floor and grab somebody! Ain't nothin' but a White Trash Party! So let's have us a little bash And if anyone asks If there ain't no one but us trash You dunno,