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