Way Back to California

101 North from Beverly Hills Through Thousand Oaks to Faria Beach Wind going through my face and my chest Tuning my radio, no sound in the air Not far away Santa Barbara waits To make me feel and look like a bum Horny chicks looking at me I don't care, I just want to arrive to the bar and have my beer No way out, no chance to turn back By the way, I never had the chance to review My mistakes and make up my mind No regrets, that's why I I'm on my way to California, I'm driving through you Down your spine, right to your heart Just can't wait to fall in your crack Tell St. Andrew I'm ready for you right now San Francisco, so close to the shore I can hear the waves beating the Rock California, I'm driving through you Through your spine, to your heart Just can't wait to fall in your crack Tell St. Andrew I'm ready for you right now