The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors And the boys try to look so hard The amusement park rises bold and stark Kids are huddled on the beach in
And a book of rhymes. Cosmo kinetic. I just don?t get it These fools want to rock But their rhymes are pathetic The Epic, digital bliss, The mega sound Consists of hard drive
high, stay fly For the city Live good, Stay right For the city I'm from the city of angels Everybody gotta' drive, So the streets is dangerous For the city Drive
will he survive? Night of the iguana The jasmine is so mercilessly sweet Night of the iguana Can you hear the castanets? It's the widow and her lover-boys Down on the beach
freak, she drives a jeep The men on the beach, I?m okay, I won?t play, I love the bay Just like I love LA Venice Beach and Palm Springs Summer time is
lock Man I tell you this chic is sumthin Movin azz like she a snake or sumthin Man ya'll aint even gotta pay me Cuz for free Imma drive her crazy [CHORUS
freak, she drive a Jeep And live on the Beach I'm okay, I won't play, I love the bay Just like I love L.A. Venice Beach and Palm Springs Summertime
drive her loca We never ride far, packed five in a car Save money for the drinks, I'm about to buy the bar (yeah) And everywhere I drive I'm a star,
And drive until the map turns blue Daytona Beach on spring break Eighteen girls up on stage White t-shirts about to be sprayed with water Let her go boys
Girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors And the boys try to look so hard The amusement park rises bold and stark Kids are huddled on the beach
She drives a Jeep and lives on the beach I'm okay I won't play I love the Bay Just like I love L.A. Venice Beach And Palm Springs Summertime is
Blitzkrieg Bop Bop-shoo-wop-shoo-wop-shoo-wop Bop-shoo-wop-shoo-wop-shoo-wop What ever happened to the radio And where did all the fun songs go Summer fun with the Beach Boys
a freak She drives a jeep The men on the beach I'm okay I wont play I love the bait Just like I love LA Venice beach And Palm Springs Summer time is
drives a Jeep, And lives on the beach. I'm okay I won't play I love the Bay Just like I love L.A. Venice Beach And Palm Springs Summertime is everything
Nobody on the road, nobody on the beach I feel it in the air, the summer's out of reach Empty lake, empty streets The sun goes down alone I'm driving