Girls from California - Lucie Silvas

Maybe it rains too much where I’m from

Maybe he thinks I’m not his kind of fun

Maybe the stars won’t align

Or they don’t wanna shine on me

I don’t wanna row with the wind like the waves

I’m only warm on a cold winter’s day

No matter how hard I try

Nothing like he wants me to be

Oh, he only wants those girls from California

(He only wants those kind of girls)

Beach-blanket doves that’ll carry his heart away

(He only wants those kind of girls)

Blue eyes, golden hair

Sun on the skin like it’s always been there

He only wants those girls from California

Of California

If I could see myself playing the part

I’d light him up like Hollywood Boulevard

I’d put the salt in the sweet

Put the street lights to sleep for awhile

Maybe it’s oceans that keep us apart

Maybe he’s just too afraid of the dark

'Cause when he walks around

There is never a cloud in the sky

Oh, no

Oh, he only wants those girls from California

(He only wants those kind of girls)

Beach-blanket doves that’ll carry his heart away

(He only wants those kind of girls)

Blue eyes, golden hair

Sun on the skin like it’s always been there

He only wants those girls from California

Oh, he only wants those girls from California

(Ooh) Oh