[Chorus]

Sweet, sweet, sweet Santa Monica

Where I rest my head

If I were anywhere else

I would rather be dead, Iwould rather be dead

[Verse 1]

How can I ever capture the magic of this place?

If you’ve ever been here, you probably want to stay

Hear the waves crash, see the palm trees sway

Straight up the best place in LA

Wake up in the morning with the homies got to Ray’s

Forget that it’s cash only, so I’m borrowing from Cay

Sippin on a 40 at the three stair, see if we care

I don’t we will еver change

But the promеnade sure has

You can ask your moms and dads

They’ve stayed the same

You can find them at Bay Shore Lanes on Pico

Everyone at SAMO

Let’s go play drinking games

In Kelly and Amy’s backyard

[Chorus]

Sweet, sweet, sweet Santa Monica

Where I rest my head

If I were anywhere else

I would rather be dead, I would rather be dead

[Verse 2]

I grew up in the 90’s

Thank you kindly

Chillin with Charlie and Bridie

Is where you’ll find me, yeah

Bay Street with my South Side people

We all singing and sipping it’s so peaceful

Sarah and Tam always harmonize

We got Cotty in the back with the blood shot syes

Bennet with the hair and Amber with the beer and

Everybody cheers cuz we’re happy that we’re here

We’ve grown up

We’ve done our best, yeah

Most of us never left, yeah

Either way we always come back

Tay and Leighanne make us contagiously laugh

And we love it

Jade is grilling

Lea’s pumping milk for baby O

You know she chugging

Morgan is dancing

Taylor is loving

On the puppies so snuggly

It’s sunny again in…

[Chorus]

Santa Monica

Where I rest my head

If I were anywhere else

I would rather be dead, I would rather be dead

I would rather be dead, I would rather be dead