In California, you spend most of your life in cars
Movin', travelin', searchin' for somewhere to land
I, I don't mind tip-toeing across the globe for thrills
And flyin' to Vienna to see a show at the Kunst Museum
Or, or headin' south to race dolphins on jet-skis
But this time I ended up in
Lookin' for this brioche my boy told me about
That's when I met she

Something real
Baby
Hold on, we don't do that back
Haha, my pick up line and shit
I got your bitch movin'
Call me when you get lost

Aw, you look malnourished (malnourished)
Let's get some bread, fry the egg yolk and drown it in syrup (drown it in syrup)
You pick a spot, I pick a tail number and we can be tourists (oh yeah)
Let's go to Cannes and watch a couple indie movies that you never heard of (baby)
Listen to bands, groove and we dance
Disco in France, smell some perfume, head in the wind (head in the wind)
We can switch off
I can show you how you can really exfoliate skin
If you got a man, you should cut him off
Get your passport 'cause we runnin' off (run off)
We can sit and talk
You can tell me everything that's on your chest, baby, get it off
You are my type, you a bright light
I'm like a moth, this is not a game (this is not a game)
But before we start (before I say)

What's your name, girlfriend, what's your name? (Check it out)
(Oh, what's your name?)
What's your name, girlfriend, what's your name? (Tell me)
What's your name, girlfriend, what's your name? (Check it out)
(Oh, what's your name?)
What's your name, girlfriend, what's your name? (Oh, girl)
Yeah