Hook :
Perfect hair.
Perfect nails.

Perfect clothes.
Golden coast.
Girls... ( x2 )

Where have you.
Been all my.
Look at you.

God oh my.
Life. (X2)
(X2)

Verse :

Her skin is colored perfect with the sun rays.

Her hair is done perfect. Just for sundays.
Her clothes are all imported.
From " some place "

And her nails match her whole demeanor.
Flawless.
( singing )

Can you show me how you learned to surf.?
Can you show me how you make these perfect angels in the dirt.
Can you say the reasons why you're look blonde but you learned.

Everything you need to go to college.
What's it worth.?
Cause girl.

You're golden coast perfect.
You're the definition of an angel, that's for certain.
You make me wanna pack my bags, and be your damn $$#istant.

Just so i can be here if you ever need !#$#istance.
Yeah, no pun intended.
$#&@ it, yeah, that pun.

Was very much intended.
This love for your state is so never ending.
Tell me what you love more than ever.

And ill get it....

(HOOK)