I'm southern, southern California
I was born in LA it'll always be my home
I can't deny I
Got another side my
Wheels keep turning and I never stop yearning for an open road
Cruising PCH to interstate 40

I got both city lights and fireflies in me, me, yeah
Who says you can't be country, a little pop and rock and roll? (Rock and roll)
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa-oh-oh
T-shirt and bare feet or I can be heels and pearls (heels and pearls)
Big city small town girl, whoa-oh
Big city small town girl, whoa-oh
I was raised blue collar
A bartender's daughter
He said, you gotta work hard to make it in this town
Mom made my prom dress
I felt like a princess
Even more than I do in these designer gowns
Through my orange trees I could see the Hollywood sign
And hear my parents playing the Beatles and Patsy Cline, yeah
Who says you can't be country, a little pop and rock and roll? (Rock and roll)
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa-oh-oh
T-shirt and bare feet or I can be heels and pearls (heels and pearls)
Big city small town girl, whoa-oh
Big city small town girl, whoa-oh
I know that I might
Be in this high rise
But my heart is out in that wide open space
Wherever I go
Freeways to back roads
I know I'm never gonna change
Big city small town girl, whoa-oh
Big city small town girl, whoa-oh
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa-oh-oh
Who says you can't be country, a little pop and rock and roll? (Rock and roll)
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa-oh-oh
T-shirt and bare feet or I can be heels and pearls (heels and pearls)
Big city small town girl, whoa-oh
Big city small town girl, whoa-oh
Big city small town girl