All I am is a man I want the world in my hands I hate the beat but I've stayed in California with my toes in the sand The sea's on the sweater Let's have an adventure Head in the clouds Got my gravity set up Watch my neck And not touch yours You and those little high waisted shorts Oh, she knows what to think about What I think about One love to most One love on hers No shirt, no flowers She's nice, you find out That they're not what I wanna tell you about Cause it's too cold for you here And has to lend me home Both your hands in the holes of my sweater