Next To Nothing
Next to nothin
That's where I'm at these days
It's easy here to coast
I've blown a year at most
"I don't need nothing,"
That's what I used to say maybe I got it wrong
Thank God you came along
Hear me out
If you're not taken
Call me next time you're in California
I'll show you around (Ah ah) (Ah ah ah)
I'll be here waiting (Ah ah) (Ah ah ah)
Call me next time you're in California
Out of luck again
How long are you in town
I bet you got some girl back home
And she's pacin by the phone
But do ya love her
'Cause I don't see a ring
Maybe I got this wrong
But thank God ya came along
Hear me out
If you're not taken
Call me next time you're in California
I'll show you around (Ah ah) (Ah ah ah)
I'll be here waiting (Ah ah) (Ah ah ah)
Call me next time you're in California
I'll write you a song
Take you to the beach
Hungover on Sunday morning (California)
The windows are down
The radio's on
And we got that summer feelin (California)
Ya cancel your plans
Move in all your things
No reason you're ever leaving (California)
Ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah
Ah ah ah
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