Olivia

One, two, three, four She'll have California blond hair and California start She's not from around here but Goodbye's break her heart She grew up in a sleepy little town But the parents split up, and the marriage went south And now the kids are mean, but the streets are clean So they don't say a word Leaves for college in about a month, she's got Bags to pack, and numbers to crunch, she's Got a boy with long brown hair And she seems to be the only thing he cares about But what'll he do For his backpack full of songs Take him with you But what'll he do For his backpack full of songs Take him with you --- Olivia - The Backseat Lovers