Vine St.

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Swear I've seen you on a billboard Type of looks that they would kill for You can bring a friend I'll be Malcolm in the Middle Baby, I'm a dog You could throw me in the kennel I think that you like it, baby, just a little bittle Yeah, yeah [Pre-Chorus] Keep all the lights on Let's put on a show Stay for the encore Then carry me home [Chorus] It's that brand new Americana, yeah High on legal marijuana, yeah See me cruisin' down Vine Got nothin' but time Not a long way from Nirvana That new Americana [Verse 2] Send your location I'm on vacation when you come around She with El Jefe We in Topanga with thе TES around Like her hair messy Wе got a beach that no one knows about Sand beneath our feet Is this the life you always dreamed it would be? Let's do it again Fogging up the windows in the backseat of a Benz City of the Angels where the party never ends Yeah, Yeah [Pre-Chorus] Keep all the lights on Let's put on a show Stay for the encore Then carry me home The numb and the restless Are never alone Under sepia sunsets Are you having fun yet? [Chorus] It's that brand new Americana, yeah High on legal marijuana, yeah See me cruisin' down Vine Got nothin' but time Not a long way from Nirvana That new Americana