[Intro]
Dmaj7 | Dmaj7 | Am7 | G |
[Verse 1]
D
Dancing in the sand at the bonfire
We jamming out to Marley at night, uh
Am7
Staying up to watch every sunrise
G
Just living like we ain't gonna die, uh
D
Everybody said I was crazy
D
Yeah, everybody said you'd be gone, uh-uh
Am7
I know that I'm supposed to forget you
And boy, you know I moved on, but
[Pre-Chorus]
D D
Every time I'm driving with the top down, baby
Am7 G
I remember sneaking out in your car (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
D D
Jumped into the ocean while the sun kissed on me
Am7
Was a sucker for them boys with a wild heart
[Chorus]
D
I'll be cool with it, done with it
D
You're never on my mind
Am7 G
Til I feel the heat of you and me; it hits me every summer
D D
Remember when no one else could make me feel alive?
Am7 G
We were young and free, 17, just California lovers
D
Mmm, yeah
[Verse 2]
D
Teaching me to skate down the boardwalk
D
I'm crashing into you like a wave, uh
Am7
Even if it was only small talk
G
You always knew the right thing to say, uh
D
Maybe I was just being stupid
D
For thinking that my first love would last, uh-uh
Am7
Even though it ended in heartache
G
Sometimes I wanna go back
[Pre-Chorus]
D D
Every time I'm driving with the top down, baby
Am7 G
I remember sneaking out in your car (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
D D
Jumped into the ocean while the sun kissed on me
Am7
Was a sucker for them boys with a wild heart
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[Chorus]
D
I'll be cool with it, done with it
D
You're never on my mind
Am7 G
Til I feel the heat of you and me; it hits me every summer
D D
Remember when no one else could make me feel alive?
Am7 G
We were young and free, 17, just California lovers
[LL Cool J]
D
Reminiscin', what a vision
Lips kissing, seats christened
D
Bob Marley twisting, top down, Pacific Highway
Am7
Black Sinatra remix, I did it my way
G
Your legs deserve they own day of the week, Th-Th-Thighday
D
Mark your calendars, the love champ's back
D
I make your memories challenger, Venice in the gondola
Am7
You can have a sip of whatever you want, a bottle of
G
Life's a sportscar, baby, you gotta throttle 'er
D
We just trippin', cord flippin' for club pickin'
D
Clock tickin', we still kickin' it all weekend
Am7
I was your Legend, you was my Chrissy Teigen - glory!
You're the reason that summer's my favorite season
[Chorus]
D
I'll be cool with it, done with it
D
You're never on my mind
Am7 G
Til I feel the heat of you and me; it hits me every summer
D D
Remember when no one else could make me feel alive?
Am7 G
We were young and free, 17, just California lovers
D
I'll be cool with it, done with it
D
You're never on my mind
Am7 G
Til I feel the heat of you and me; it hits me every summer
D D
Remember when no one else could make me feel alive?
Am7 G
We were young and free, 17, just California lovers
[Outro]
D
(Lovers)
Yeah
Am7 G
(Make me feel alive, make me feel alive, make me feel alive)
California lovers
