Watchin' that blonde hair swing To every song I'd sing You were California beautiful I was playin' everything but cool I can still hear that sound Of every wave crashin' down Like the tears we cried That day we had to leave It was everything we wanted it

We were born, we were born to get wild I'm up in this bitch to get wild Turn up the sound And play it loud so that everyone who comes around 'Cause we getting crazy Burning down the town We burn it down so that everyone comes around

Who let the frog out? (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop) *Music Plays* Well the party was nice, the party was pumpin' (Yippy Aye Oh!) With everybody having a ball (Yippy Aye Oh!) But I think I hear the Crazy Frog jumpin' (Yippy Aye Oh!) Up and Down and all on the

We have all heard what we wanted to hear Truth that sounds right to our ears But what wisdom is there within us To live based on the feeling of our hearts How many times has instinct let us down Never to be thought through, never to be questioned Say

I'll pick you up at 8 and we can drive around We'll park it, lay down on the hood of my car Listen to the airplanes as we count the stars, tonight I'll be your man Take you to the beach and we can head downtown, while you hold my hand So just take this

Yeah that's what you are Baby you're a little mind, baby you're a little mind reader You play it off a little shy but baby you're a heart stealer And right here in this car Its like you knew that smile was gonna melt me down Its like you knew those lips

I don't know how I'm gonna tell you I can't play with you no more I don't know how I'm gonna do what mama told me My friend the boy next door I can't believe what people saying You're gonna let your hair hang down I'm satisfied to sit here working all

She wears a frown and dressing gown When she lays down And she lays down on her bedroom floor The chemicals that make her laugh Don't seem to be working anymore She tries her best, but it hurts her chest And even though her sun is gone She lights like a

Country must be country wide Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon In foreign cars and four wheel drives There's cowboys and hillbillies From farm towns to big cities In every state, there's a station There ain't no doubt in my mind I grew up south of

Heal me, ah Lay me down, lay me down now Gonna heal me Oh, before it's too late Won’t you steal me? Steal me all the way from myself Won't you heal me? Lay me down, touch my spirit, oh