|And all I am is a man
I want the world in my hands|

I hate the beach
But I stand in
California with my toes in the sand

Use the sleeves of my sweater

Let's have an adventure
Head in the clouds but my gravity centered

Touch my neck and I'll touch yours
You in those little high waisted shorts, oh
Oh, she knows what I think about

And what I think about

One love, two mouths

One love, one house

No shirt, no blouse
Just us, you find out
Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no