Holiday from Real

She thinks I'm much too thin She asks me if I'm sick What's a girl to do with friends like this She let's me drive her car So I can score an eighth From the lesbians Out west in Venice Oh-oh-oh California in the summer Ah-ah-ah And my hair is growing long Fuck yeah we can live like this But if you left it up to me Everyday would be a holiday… From real We'd waste our weeks beneath the sun We'd fry our brains and say its so much fun… Out here But when its all over I'll come back for another year I look for work today I'm spilling out the door Put my glasses on, So no one sees me I'd never thought that I'd be living on your floor But the rents are high And L.A. easy Oh-oh-oh It's a picture of perfection Ah-ah-ah And the postcard gunna read… Fuck yeah we can live like this We can live like this But if you left it up to me Everyday would be a holiday… From real We'd waste our weeks beneath the sun We'd fry our brains and write its so much fun… Out here Hey Madeline (Hey Madeline) You sure look fine (You sure look fine) You wore my favorite sweater Being bored was never better A safety buzz Some cheap red wine Oh the trouble we can get in So let's screw this one up right But if you left it up to me Everyday would be a holiday… From real We'd waste our weeks beneath the sun We'd lie, and tell our friends its so much fun… Out here But when its all over I'll come back for another… But when its all over I'll come back for another year