Cruising California (b**pin' in My Trunk) Lyrics

Hey oh, let's go

Turn up the beat, yeah
I wanna feel it
California
Don't you wish that you could come
'Cause we're never going home
'Till the summer's all gone
Summer time, living's easy
Cruising, b**ping in Huntington Beach
Cause the sun will shine, we have a good time
They're all lined up for a b**p n' grind
And the girl that you want
Is directly out in front
And she's waiving her caboose at you
you sneeze achoo, she calls you out mm hmm

I know you heard that bass
b**ping in my trunk

Oh yeah
Let's go
The sun goes down
The fire pits sleep
it's another summer night
here in the O.C.

Well there are no _______
Though I do have ________
and I might say hey
but i never say ho

And the girl with the gloss
Has a g-string just like floss
Well she's just waving her caboose at you
I bet you do, she calls you out
I know you heard that bass
b**ping in my trunk

Turn up the beat, yeah
I wanna feel it
California
Don't you wish that you could come
With the radio on
Blazin' all summer long

You're on the brink
My friends are drinking
Don't you wish that you could come
'Cause we're never going home
'Till the summer's all gone
California