I got a real imaginary limosine
It's all black, get in back
And we'll hit the scene
It's got a DVD player and a fold out bed
Though it's just a backseat
Cause it's all in my head
And the DVD player is just an AM dial
Gonna drive it to pacific coast highway

Well my girl likes the ocean by the PCH
So I take her there and listen
To her lie about her age
But she's telling me the truth about
The way that she feels
And the things she's going to do for me
If I get a deal
With a big record company
Who'll buy me a condo
Down by pacific coast highway

I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna go back
I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna go back
I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna go back
I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna go back

To my place in the desert
Where it's way too hot
And the 405 is just a parking lot
I'll take a quick u-turn
In my lomosine
And my baby dosen't mind it
Cause she's seventeen
Grab a tuna fish taco
And a guacamole
Driving to pacific coast highway