California

Drivin’ thru San Francisco bay we are on I’m headed to Santa Monica The night has come There’s no light in Malibu but I can feel the fresh mood Fresh to death Fresh to death Fresh to death We can’t ride the Lambo on the road but okay No need for Rari I don’t care Driving on the highway in the west we can breathe the freaking fresh air Fresh to death Fresh to death Fresh to death I feel good when I’m driving with you baby I feel good feel good I feel good when I’m driving with you baby Feel good Feel good Feel good Started from zero but we are flying now Crossing the border we never make it slow We are far from daylight There’s no way back home tonight There’s no way There’s no way There’s no way City lights lay out before us but they fade Maybe it is cuz of haze Stop signs cannot make me wait Being at the crossroads we go straight We go straight We go straight We go straight I feel good when I’m driving with you baby I feel good feel good I feel good when I’m driving with you baby Feel good Feel good Feel good Baby I feel good when I drive When I’m driving with you baby makes me feel so nice You send me or take me anywhere I like to go babe Feel good Feel good Feel good I feel good when I’m driving with you baby I feel good feel good I feel good when I’m driving with you baby Feel good Feel good Feel good