We'd waste our weeks beneath the sun
But if you left it up to me
Everyday would be a holiday from real
Hey Madeline, you sure look fine
We'd fry our brains and write, "It's so much fun
We'd lie and tell our friends, "It's so much fun
Oh, the trouble we can get in
We'd waste our weeks beneath the sun
Everyday would be a holiday from real
But if you left it up to me
Put my glasses on so no one sees me
Fuck, yeah, we can live like this
Out here", but when it's all over
A safety buzz, some cheap red wine
I'll look for work today, I'm spilling out the door
Ah, and the postcards gonna read
Everyday would be a holiday from real
But the rents are high and L.A.'s easy
Oh, it's a picture of perfection
An' fuck, yeah, we can live like this
I'll come back for another
We'd waste our weeks beneath the sun
We can live like this
You wore my favorite sweater
Ah, and my hair is growing long
We'd fry our brains and say, "It's so much fun
Oh, California in the summer
Right here"
But if you left it up to me
When it's all over
She lets me drive her car, so I can score an eighth
I never thought that I'd be living on your floor
Being poor was never better
So let's screw this one up right
From the lesbians out west in Venice
I'll come back for another year
Out here", but when it's all over
