Dust motes in the sunlight Summery haze Obnubilate shadows Of my wasted days What grows in the desert Like a stone in your heart A spirit of leaving Will never depart Tried all my life to find a place Somewhere in this world Surprised to see it in your face California girl Hope I don't f** everything up I'll try not to f** everything up I'll do the dishes and I'll cook for you baby And I'll stop doing so many d** We got candor and ardor We got transparent thrills We don't got no money To pay any bills Jackrabbit twitching Ears in the wind He's got his problems But he ain't got no sins