I wasn't raised like that, I will fight

I wasn't wasted on you

I was singing goodbye

Hold my heart right, hold my love inside

I wasn't raised like that

To turn back on where I call home, ooh

You should know that thunder can take you under

Can shape your bones inside

You should know how water will break

Never rip on your tide

Touch me softly or let me go

And turn back on your home

Turn back on your home

I wasn't raised like that, I was holy, rollin'

I was dynamite

Wasn't afraid I'd stray too far or fall in

All shades of night

I wasn't raised like that, I was skippin' through wax

Drawing on maps and river rock

With my tucked in plaid and my chucks off black

Miss California

Wipe your jeans off, ride the seesaw

Weighing more on you than I (okay)

This subliminal divine secret

Every eye on you tonight (alright)

Wipe your jeans off, ride the seesaw

Weighing more on you than I (okay)

This subliminal divine secret

Every eye on you, you (alright)

(Alright, what? Okay)

I wasn't raised like that, I was holy, rollin'

I was dynamite

Wasn't afraid I'd stray too far or fall in

All shades of night

I wasn't raised like that, I was skippin' through wax

Drawing on maps and river rock

With my tucked in plaid and my chucks off black

Miss Calif