Been running down the same old road for miles and miles
Been waking up too late, I can’t catch a break, I can’t catch a break
And I know, I’ve been holding on to this dead end job that’s not worth a dime or reason
As I go, it’s wrong to think it’s all sunny skies and California dreamin’
I wanna be in Malibu
I wanna sing your favorite tune So sick of being where I am
I wanna drive that fancy car Straight down that boulevard To a party in Hollywood
Been sittin’ on that stained yellow couch for days and nights
And I know, I’ve had enough but who’s to say I don’t deserve the ticket
I wanna be in Malibu
I wanna sing your favorite tune So sick of being where I am
I wanna drive that fancy car Straight down that boulevard To a party in Hollywood
Lost in the city, city of dreams Lost in the city, city of dreams
Holding on to this dream I’ll make it Better off the moment I take it Holding on to this dream I’ll make it Better off the moment I take it Holding on to this dream I’ll make it Better off the moment I take it Holding on to this dream I’ll make it Better off the moment I take it
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh
So sick of being where I am
Oh Oh oh
Oh oh oh
The city won’t take me, the city won’t break me
I wanna be in Malibu
I wanna sing your favorite tune So sick of being where I am
