| Back to Santa Barbara, where the people know my name
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| Down in Isla Vista, where the Freebirds' open late
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| On DP, life’s so sweet, everybody livin' on easy street
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| We’re goin' back to Santa Barbara, where the people, the people know my name
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| Let the sun splash on my shoulder blades
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| And watch the girls pass on their roller skates
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| And ask about the taste the aroma makes
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| My buddies caps lock and those wack-jobs lowercase
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| So we choose to pace around the village
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| And chase around the women wonder if were gonna get 'em and we will
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| I promise that, ask me where my honest at
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| Right beside my girl and my Santa Barbara hat
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| Oohh
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| Let me catch a ride with ya', really wanna vibe with ya' baby
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| Maybe I could slide with ya', let me catch a ride cause you know we’re goin'
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| Back to Santa Barbara, where the people know my name
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| Down in Isla Vista, where the Freebirds' open late
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| On DP, life’s so sweet, everybody livin' on easy street
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| We’re goin' back to Santa Barbara, where the people, the people know my name
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| Reflect on days, electric shades
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| Where the trees give us shade and the trees let us fade
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| So tell me that you want me that you need me
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| And tell me that when times get hard we’ll take it easy
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| Serotonin in the moment got me zonin'
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| And people say I’m growing so I know I gotta own it
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| I’m sick of all the pros and the cons that you focus on
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| When love is something that’ll drop u if your not holding on
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| Oohh
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| Let me catch a ride with ya', really wanna vibe with ya' baby
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| Maybe I could slide with ya', let me catch a ride cause you know we’re goin'
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| Back to Santa Barbara, where the people know my name
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| Down in Isla Vista, where the Freebirds' open late
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| On DP, life’s so sweet, everybody livin' on easy street
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| We’re goin' back to Santa Barbara, where the people, the people know my name
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| Back to Santa Barbara |