Lyrics:

He smacked her 'round one last time Sunday
She called her friend, said let's run away
Rooftop sunrise, sweet sixteen
Her cigarettes and her dreams

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They headed north up the coast one day
San Francisco or bust she'd say
We'll find some boyfriends and drink some wine
And I'll forget him in time

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-love is the answer
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-love is the answer
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-love is the answer
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-love is the answer
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-love is the answer
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-love is the answer
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-love is the answer
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-love is the answer