well it s 10 a m i ve got to get it all again hands on the stereo while i was gone you got a nose ring all alone you re such a hot little thing don t you know well now you re ridin out in the moonlight with your lovin magazine you could never never be in between well now i m missin your car rides we were too young to pretend in san francisco is where we ll meet again oh 1 2 3 i ain t a charity make believe you know what s goin on in your head i don t know say you look just like the sun on a sunny day just like a reptile i gotta slither away from here well now you re runnin out in the moonlight with your lovin magazine you could never never be in between well now i m missin your car rides we were too young to pretend in san francisco is where we ll meet again1
['indie garage rock', 'socal indie']