Most girls don't check all of the boxes More baggage than my LAX and don't know who the Knox is Most girls are made in China, plastics Over the counter, counterfeits, emotional gymnastics It's summertime in Los Angeles Breathing easy on the sand till the sunburn hits In the studio with Dan, dedicating my lips To the girl I'm gonna man, hell, we're gonna be famous Come on and roll me up the sun Cause I'm on one I wish I could find my Taylor Swift Beat that as hell, take no one's *** She'd be your boss and so would she I, I, I, I Yeah, I wish I could find my sweet skate We could drink pink lemonade Stay in bed and dream away I, I, I, I I wish Most girls are beautiful in pictures The smoke and mirror Juliettes, the Penn and Teller sisters And most girls are post-traumatic stresses My fight or flight is up all night, untangling the messes It's summertime in Los Angeles Breathing easy on the sand till the sunburn hits In the studio with Dan, dedicating my lips To the girl I'm gonna man, hell, we're gonna be famous Come on and roll me up the sun Cause I'm on one I wish I could find my Taylor Swift Beat that as hell, take no one's *** She'd be your boss and so would she I, I, I, I Yeah, I wish I could find my sweet skate We could drink pink lemonade Stay in bed and dream away I, I, I, I I wish And all the valley girls will come With me and Ringo on the drums Yeah, I'm on one I wish I could find my Taylor Swift Beat that as hell, take no one's *** She'd be your boss and so would she I, I, I, I Yeah, I wish I could find my sweet skate We could drink pink lemonade Stay in bed and dream away I, I, I, I I wish