Red Elvises - Venice, USA

Sweat is dripping off my face, dreams are melting in the sun
I'm rolling down on PCH, Hare Krishna, here I come...

{Chorus}
Ocean looks like silver screen, you smile like fashion magazine
Showing off your pretty skin, full of lotion and sunscreen
Surfers look a little stoned, all dressed up in silicone
Talking bullshit on the phone...

She tells me that she tried it all, ménage à trois and fancy drugs
She is waiting tables all night long, she knows the friends of movie stars...

{Chorus}
Ocean looks like silver screen, you smile like fashion magazine
Showing off your pretty skin, full of lotion and sunscreen
Surfers look a little stoned, all dressed up in silicone
Talking bullshit on the phone...

(Instrumental interlude)

{Chorus}
Ocean looks like silver screen, you smile like fashion magazine
Showing off your pretty skin, full of lotion and sunscreen
Surfers look a little stoned, all dressed up in silicone
Talking bullshit on the phone...
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{Outro}
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...)
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah... (Woah, woah, woah, woah...)
Barapba bada bap bap bow... (Barapba bada bap bap bow...)
Scoobie doobie doobie doobie doobie doo wow... (Scoobie doobie doobie doobie doobie doo wow...)
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