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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tori Kelly
Tori Kelly
Vocals
Ali Payami
Ali Payami
Programming
Rickard Goransson
Rickard Goransson
Programming
LL COOL J
LL COOL J
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tori Kelly
Tori Kelly
Songwriter
Ali Payami
Ali Payami
Songwriter
Max Martin
Max Martin
Songwriter
Rickard Goransson
Rickard Goransson
Songwriter
Savan Kotecha
Savan Kotecha
Songwriter
James Todd Smith
James Todd Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ali Payami
Ali Payami
Producer
Max Martin
Max Martin
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Peter Carlsson
Peter Carlsson
Recording Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Mixing Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Sam Holland
Sam Holland
Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

California lovers (Lovers)
Tori Kelly
LL Cool J
Dancing in the sand at the bonfire
We jamming out to Marley at night, uh
Staying up to watch every sunrise
(Yeah)
Just living like we ain't gonna die, uh
Everybody said I was crazy
Yeah, everybody said you'd be gone, uh-uh
I know that I'm supposed to forget you
And boy, you know I moved on, but
Every time I'm driving with the top down, baby
I remember sneaking out in your car
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Jumped into the ocean while the sun kissed on me
Was a sucker for them boys with a wild heart
I'll be cool with it, done with it
You're never on my mind
'Till I feel the heat of you and me, it hits me every summer
Remember when no one else, could make me feel alive?
We were young and free, seventeen, just California lovers
Mmm, yeah
Teaching me to skate down the boardwalk
I'm crashing into you like a wave (Uh)
Even if it was only small talk
(Yeah)
You always knew the right thing to say (Uh)
Maybe I was just being stupid
For thinking that my first love would last (Uh-uh)
Even though it ended in heartache
Sometimes I wanna go back!
(Sometimes I wanna go back)
Every time I'm driving with the top down, baby
I remember sneaking out in your car
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Jumped into the ocean while the sun kissed on me
Was a sucker for them boys with wild hearts
(Ooh, oh-oh-oh-oh)
I'll be cool with it, done with it
You're never on my mind
(Never on my mind)
'Till I feel the heat, of you and me
It hits me every summer
Remember when, no one else
Could make me feel alive? (Yeah)
We were young and free
(Young and free)
Seventeen
(Seventeen)
Just California lovers
Reminiscin', what a vision
Lips kissing, seats christened
Bob Marley twisting, top down, Pacific Highway
Black Sinatra remix, I did it my way
Your legs deserve they own day of the week
Th-Th-Thighday
Mark your calendars, the love champ's back
I make your memories challenger, Venice in the gondola
You can have a sip of whatever you want, a bottle of (Uh)
Life's a sports car, baby, you gotta throttle 'er (Eh-eh)
We just trippin', cord flippin', for club pickin'
(Alright)
Clock tickin', we still kickin' it all weekend
(Alright)
I was your legend, you was my Chrissy Teigen, glory!
You're the reason that summer's my favorite season
(California lovers!)
I'll be cool with it, done with it
You're never on my mind
(Oh, no)
'Till I feel the heat of you and me; it hits me every summer
(Yeah)
Remember when (Yeah)
No one else (No one else)
Could make me feel alive?
(Make me feel alive, yeah-eh!)
We were young and free, seventeen (Seventeen)
Just California lovers
Cool with it, done with it
You're never on my mind
(Never on my mind)
'Till I feel the heat, of you and me, it hits me every summer
Remember when no one else
Could make me feel alive?
We were young and free, seventeen
Just California lovers
(Lovers)
Yeah
(Make me feel alive, make me feel alive, make me feel alive)
California lovers
(California lovers)
Written by: Ali Payami, James Todd Smith, Max Martin, Rickard Goransson, Savan Kotecha, Tori Kelly
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