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 lets me drive her car, so I can score an eighth   From the lesbians out west in Venice      Oh, California in the summer   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, "It's so much fun   Out here", but when it's all over   I'll come back for another year      I'll look for work today, I'm spilling out the door   Put my glasses on so no one sees me   I never thought that I'd be living on your floor   But the rents are high and L.A.'s easy      Oh, it's a picture of perfection   Ah, and the postcards gonna read   An' 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, "It's so much fun   Right here"      Hey Madeline, you sure look fine   You wore my favorite sweater   Being poor 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, "It's so much fun   Out here", but when it's all over   I'll come back for another   When it's all over   I'll come back for another year