Santa Monica Girl

Now I know I'm an average guy

And she's a hot pie-in-the-sky

On an average salary with chivalry

I'm gonna make her more than merry

With big blue eyes & lips cherry red

She'll steal your face off your head

Yeah that girl living in Santa Monica

Strutting down the Boulevard to132

Meeting her at Ye Old King's Head

For a beer but not having any food

Hope you're in the mood for a ride

We're taking a handful of HWY

Been waiting all week for the beach

Not in Santa Monica it's at Topanga

Sure my six-pak may be a little weak

It looks ok laughing with sandy feet

Feel'n hippie chic at Topanga beach

Making her laugh without making fun

Of anyone else. Don't need that debt

We walk along the beach town - let

Me say it as I said before - I

Know I'm just your average kinda guy

And she's a hot pie-in-the-sky

On an average salary with chivalry

I'm gonna make her more than merry

With big blue eyes & lips cherry red

She'll steal your face off your head

Strutting down the Boulevard to 132

Now back at the Ye Old King's Head

Back to where today we got a start

Money won't buy a key to her heart

She's already got a life out of gold

Say goodbye Santa Monica Blvd.

I'm headed back to Topanga Canyon