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Cool water running down my face California in the winter, such a pretty place She got, warm blood running through her veins Baby I won't complain, 95 degrees in the shade California in the winter Nothing's changing around here I was thinking after dinner That we could walk down, make out Underneath the pier The nights are slowly getting longer It doesn't get cold in LA, the wind just gets stronger Warm blood running through her veins Baby I won't complain, 95 degrees in the shade California in the winter Nothing's changing around here I was thinking after dinner We could walk down, make out Underneath the pier It might as well be the 4th of July Fireworks blasting in the sky when I look in your eyes The Santa Ana wind blow, sunset glowing Westside, throw my W in the sky for it And all my troubles seem to fly away When I'm riding down the highway It's hot today, check your temperature gauge It's 95 degrees in the shade In the winter Nothing's changing around here I was thinking after dinner We could walk down, make out Underneath the pier |