Lemonade (feat. Adam Friedman)

I went down to Georgia

Looking for the one

I even checked in New York City

I didn't have no luck

So I'm going to S.C.

Where all you pretty girls are hiding

I got my old school Chevy

And my labrador

Headed down to the liquor store

Begging

California, you're my last hope

Give me someone I can take home

And, I don't how much longer that I can wait

So make her 5'5", big brown eyes

And sweet like lemonade

Ooooooh, ooooooh, ohhhhhhhh

I got that good cologne

And I got that charm

I just need a pretty Cali girl

To put under my arm

And I know what you need darlin'

But I need it too

A little love and affection all night long

I got a whole bunch for you

I'm going out to

California, you're my last hope

Give me someone I can take home

And, I don't how much longer that I can wait

So make her 5'5", big brown eyes

And sweet like lemonade

Now that I got you wrapped up in my arms

There ain't nobody else to hold (no)

Now that I got you wrapped up in my arms

There ain't no other place to go

But

California, you're my last hope

Give me someone I can take home

And, I don't how much longer that I can wait

So make her 5'5", big brown eyes

And sweet like lemonade

California, you're my last hope

Give me someone I can take home

And, I don't how much longer that I can wait

So make her 5'5", big brown eyes

And sweet like lemonade

5'5", big brown eyes and sweet like lemonade