She's awake now
And I want to be buried in her thigh
A white-hot sun
In the Memphis sky
And all I have to say is
I could be like Superman
Rescuing you sideways plan
Whatever you want
That's what I am
Everybody wants to be in California
Everybody wants to find the perfect wave
No one's ever been that close to California
And we all want to go
She's a portrait
And I want to see her canvas full of
Yellowing shies, governing my skin
"So look," she says, "you're not about to leave"
But all I have to say is
I could be like Superman
Wrestling those star-crazed fans
Whatever you want
That's what I am
Everybody wants to be in California
Everybody wants to find the perfect wave
No one's ever been that close to California
And we all want to go
Her secrets are slowly escaping me
And I felt like it was my time to go
I'm tuning up my radio
As the static hums along
And the albaquerque dj makes me feel like I belong
So I'll stick around, stick around here
Stick around, stick around here
Stick around, stick around here
Everybody wants to be in California
Everybody wants to find the perfect wave
No one's ever been that close to California
And we all want to go
Yeah, we all want to go