She's So California Lyrics - Adam Gregory

Bleach blond hair and no tan lines 

At least that's what I dream at night 

Star dust eyes that shine, Pacific blue 

From her toes to her, hello, she's been blessed 

With a body you would have to buy out west 

She walks and talks a different attitude 

Her smile is so much brighter than this stupid place 

You can almost hear Hollywood calling her name 

She's so California 

She should have a star on Hollywood Boulevard 

Drive around in a Lamborghini sports car 

Summer sun clear, yeah, she's sexy 

She's so Sunset Strip, teases me 

Here right there on the front porch swing 

I swear I hear the Beach Boys sing 

Peach Street sign just like Rodeo Drive 

Tight tank top and low rise jeans 

Now I know what earthquake means 

She really makes this small town come alive 

When she walks into church in her summer dress 

Oh, even the preacher has to confess 

She's so California 

She should have a star on Hollywood Boulevard 

Drive around in a Lamborghini sports car 

Whisper words callin' the menace 

Copper tone medal hillbilly baby 

Walkin' sweet talkin' angel in Memphis