- Ayawa 'Kya
She was boobied up by the very shame, chopped up behind the lever shack. From the beast they show with idle time. Dog came up and I was sticking down.
Makin motorcycle juck Jack's back. There the shoes in a selfish baseball hat, running down the stairs like clickity clack. Hoops that defer, landed on your back.
Tackled football comfort done with fool. Love was such a bitty ripping scar. Old school oxford gentle pyre man. Lonely grizzly by a milking bee.
Makin motorcycle juck Jack's back. There the shoes in a selfish baseball hat, running down the stairs like clickity clack. Hoops that defer, landed on your back.
- California Girl
Ooh, ooh
I was heading down Sunset
Had the fold-up convertible down
I took a left at Patrick's Roadhouse
Past the cliffs up and into town
I said I don't know where I'm going (Don't know where I'm going)
But I'm out and I'm looking for fun (Looking for fun)
- Cayucos
Can you here me coming
Feel me all around
Feel the stumbling,
... on the ground ...
It's that something,
something in the air
strange but not so,
- High School Lover
'ey!
'ey!
'ey!
'ey!
"Are you goin' to the party on Saturday," she asked as if I didn't know.
See ever since I saw you on the back of some guy's bicycle...
Well I've been feelin' kinda so-so.
- Jessica Wj
[Intro]
Shake, shake, shake
Whoa-oa-oa
[Verse 1]
Oh, Jessica WJ
Playing bass riffs, 1998
She's forever left
- Will The Thrill
[Verse 1]
Underneath what's beating slimy green
Saint Laurent built in the '70s
No intelligent thing left to say
Oh, washed up it bid them wash away
Motorcycle, nineteen fifty-three
Yellow mounting carpet Indian chief
Rusted in the old bent dumpy shed