West coast swing

Intro

Yeah

Check it

West Coast riding

Pacific breeze

Chorus

Bouncing on that chrome when I lean to the left

Sipping on a palm tree morning while I catch my breath

Don in the booth and he making it smooth

Every little bump got a lot to prove

Bouncing on that chrome when I lean to the left

Pacific highway heater and we doing it best

Verse 1

Drop top down and the hydraulic hums

Liner in the cup and the subwoofer thrums

Painted patterns on a dusty frame

Everybody here know the A Don name

Silver rays hitting on a faded paint job

Keep it pushing through the heavy golden mob

Chorus

Bouncing on that chrome when I lean to the left

Sipping on a palm tree morning while I catch my breath

Don in the booth and he making it smooth

Every little bump got a lot to prove

Bouncing on that chrome when I lean to the left

Pacific highway heater and we doing it best

Bridge

Side to side

Watch it slide

Don is the driver

Sounding like fire

Verse 2

Cali on the map while the whistle goes high

Tracing every line beneath a lavender sky

The bass line rolls like a midnight tide

Nobody moving with a place to hide

Steady with the rhythm like a heartbeat sound

Picking up the pieces that we finally found

Chorus

Bouncing on that chrome when I lean to the left

Sipping on a palm tree morning while I catch my breath

Don in the booth and he making it smooth

Every little bump got a lot to prove

Bouncing on that chrome when I lean to the left

Pacific highway heater and we doing it best