| California lovers
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| Tori Kelly
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| LL Cool J Dancing in the sand at the bonfire
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| We jamming out to Marley at night, uh Staying up to watch every sunrise
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| Just living like we ain’t gonna die, uh Everybody said I was crazy
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| Yeah, everybody said you’d be gone, uh-uh
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| I know that I’m supposed to forget you
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| And boy, you know I moved on, but
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| Every time I’m driving with the top down, baby
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| I remember sneaking out in your car (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
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| Jumped into the ocean while the sun kissed on me Was a sucker for them boys with a wild heart
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| I’ll be cool with it, done with it You’re never on my mind
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| Til I feel the heat of you and me; |
| it hits me every summer
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| Remember when no one else could make me feel alive?
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| We were young and free, 17, just California lovers
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| Mmm, yeah
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| Teaching me to skate down the boardwalk
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| I’m crashing into you like a wave, uh Even if it was only small talk
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| You always knew the right thing to say, uh Maybe I was just being stupid
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| For thinking that my first love would last, uh-uh
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| Even though it ended in heartache
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| Sometimes I wanna go back
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| Every time I’m driving with the top down, baby
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| I remember sneaking out in your car (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
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| Jumped into the ocean while the sun kissed on me Was a sucker for them boys with wild hearts
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| I’ll be cool with it, done with it You’re never on my mind
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| Til I feel the heat of you and me; |
| it hits me every summer
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| Remember when no one else could make me feel alive? |
| (yeah)
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| We were young and free (young and free), 17 (17), just California lovers
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| Reminiscin', what a vision
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| Lips kissing, seats christened
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| Bob Marley twisting, top down, Pacific Highway
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| Black Sinatra remix, I did it my way
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| Your legs deserve they own day of the week, Th-Th-Thighday
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| Mark your calendars, the love champ’s back
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| I make your memories challenger, Venice in the gondola
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| You can have a sip of whatever you want, a bottle of Life’s a sportscar, baby, you gotta throttle 'er
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| We just trippin', cord flippin', for club pickin'
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| Clock tickin', we still kickin' it all weekend
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| I was your Legend, you was my Chrissy Teigen — glory!
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| You’re the reason that summer’s my favorite season
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| I’ll be cool with it, done with it You’re never on my mind
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| Til I feel the heat of you and me; |
| it hits me every summer
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| Remember when (yeah) no one else (no one else) could make me feel alive?
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| We were young and free, 17 (17), just California lovers
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| Cool with it, done with it You’re never on my mind
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| Til I feel the heat of you and me; |
| it hits me every summer
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| Remember when no one else could make me feel alive?
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| We were young and free, 17, just California lovers
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| (Lovers)
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| Yeah
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| (Make me feel alive, make me feel alive, make me feel alive)
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| California lovers
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| (California lovers) |