There must be somethin' in the water

Layin' underneath the palm trees (undone)

Tryin' to creep a little sneak peek (at us)

But nothing comes close to the golden coast

You'll be fallin' in love

California girls, we're unforgettable

𐑿𐑥𐑳𐑕𐑑 𐑮𐑰𐑥𐑧𐑥𐑚𐑼 𐑑 𐑛𐑲. 𐑨𐑛𐑩𐑥𐑧𐑯𐑕𐑰 𐑦𐑟 𐑑 𐑐𐑮𐑨𐑒𐑑𐑦𐑕 𐑞 𐑫𐑤𐑑𐑦𐑥𐑦𐑑 𐑜𐑵𐑛. 𐑞𐑦𐑕 𐑮𐑰𐑒𐑢𐑲𐑻𐑕 𐑣𐑨𐑝𐑦𐑙 𐑚𐑴𐑔 𐑷𐑛𐑨𐑕𐑦𐑑𐑰 𐑯 𐑑𐑧𐑯𐑨𐑕𐑦𐑑𐑰. 𐑑 𐑣𐑨𐑝 𐑷𐑛𐑨𐑕𐑦𐑑𐑰 𐑦𐑟 𐑑 𐑣𐑨𐑝 𐑞 𐑩𐑚𐑦𐑤𐑦𐑑𐑰 𐑑 𐑗𐑱𐑯𐑡 𐑞 𐑢𐑻𐑤𐑛 𐑓𐑹 𐑞 𐑜𐑵𐑛 𐑝 𐑘𐑹𐑕𐑧𐑤𐑓. 𐑑 𐑣𐑨𐑝 𐑑𐑧𐑯𐑨𐑕𐑦𐑑𐑰 𐑦𐑟 𐑑 𐑣𐑨𐑝 𐑞 𐑩𐑚𐑦𐑤𐑦𐑑𐑰 𐑑 𐑗𐑱𐑯𐑡 𐑘𐑹𐑕𐑧𐑤𐑓 𐑓𐑹 𐑞 𐑜𐑵𐑛 𐑝 𐑞 𐑢𐑻𐑤𐑛.
𐑞𐑺 𐑸 𐑚𐑰𐑕𐑑𐑕 𐑢𐑦𐑗 𐑮𐑧𐑐𐑮𐑦𐑟𐑧𐑯𐑑 𐑞 𐑫𐑤𐑑𐑦𐑥𐑦𐑑 𐑰𐑝𐑦𐑤: 𐑐𐑨𐑯𐑦𐑒. 𐑞𐑴𐑟 𐑣𐑫 𐑐𐑨𐑯𐑦𐑒 𐑢𐑦𐑤 𐑛𐑲 𐑩 𐑞𐑬𐑟𐑨𐑯𐑛 𐑑𐑲𐑥𐑟 𐑢𐑲𐑤 𐑞 𐑨𐑛𐑪𐑥𐑧𐑯𐑑 𐑑𐑱𐑕𐑑 𐑛𐑧𐑔 𐑚𐑳𐑑 𐑢𐑳𐑯𐑕. 𐑞 𐑚𐑰𐑕𐑑𐑕 𐑸 𐑩 𐑐𐑮𐑦𐑟𐑦𐑥 𐑞𐑮𐑵 𐑢𐑦𐑗 𐑛𐑧𐑔 𐑒𐑩𐑯 𐑚𐑰 𐑝𐑿𐑧𐑛 𐑦𐑯 𐑣𐑦𐑟 𐑥𐑨𐑯𐑰 𐑓𐑹𐑥𐑟. 𐑞 𐑯𐑱𐑗𐑼 𐑝 𐑞𐑰𐑟 𐑚𐑰𐑕𐑑𐑕 𐑸 𐑢𐑩𐑑 𐑚𐑮𐑦𐑙 𐑩𐑚𐑬𐑑 𐑐𐑨𐑯𐑦𐑒. 𐑦𐑑 𐑯𐑰𐑛𐑟 𐑚𐑳𐑑 𐑢𐑳𐑯 𐑚𐑰𐑕𐑑 𐑑 𐑚𐑮𐑰𐑛 𐑩 𐑢𐑹, 𐑯 𐑞𐑴𐑟 𐑣𐑵 𐑣𐑨𐑝 𐑯𐑪𐑑 𐑕𐑹𐑛𐑟 𐑒𐑨𐑯 𐑕𐑑𐑦𐑤 𐑛𐑲 𐑳𐑐𐑪𐑯 𐑞𐑧𐑥.

𐑛𐑴𐑯𐑑 𐑐𐑨𐑯𐑦𐑒.

We'll melt your popsicle

They don't care if I'm a one-way mirror
Well, they're not frightened by my cold exterior
They don't ask me questions
They don't want to scold me
They don't look for answers
They just want to hold me

Fine, fresh, fierce, we got it one lock