Santa Monica Lyrics - Savage Garden - Savage Garden

In Santa Monica, in the wintertime 

The lazy streets so undemanding 

I walk into the crowd 

In Santa Monica, you get your coffee from 

The coolest places on the promenade 

Where people dress just so 

Beauty so unavoidable 

Everywhere you turn it's there 

I sit and wonder what am I doin' here? 

But on the telephone line I am anyone 

I am anything I want to be 

I can be a super model or Norman Mailer 

And you wouldn't know the difference 

Or would you? 

In Santa Monica, all the people got modern names 

Like Jake or Mandy 

And modern bodies too 

In Santa Monica, on the boulevard 

You'll have to dodge those in line skaters 

Or they'll knock you down 

I never felt so lonely 

Never felt so out of place 

I never wanted something more than this 

On the telephone line I am anyone 

I am anything I want to be 

I can be a super model or Norman Mailer 

And you wouldn't know the difference 

See, on the telephone line, I am any height 

I am any age I want to be 

I could be a caped crusader, or space invader 

And you wouldn't know the difference 

Or would you? 

Or would you, ooo ooh? 

{Thank you for calling instead 

Thank you for calling instead 

Thank you for calling instead} 

On the telephone line I am anyone 

I am anything I want to be 

I can be a super model or Norman Mailer 

And you wouldn't know the difference 

See on the telephone line, I am any height 

I am any age I want to be 

I can be a caped crusader, or space invader 

And you wouldn't know the difference 

Or would you?