I'm like pure sun, Pacific coast
Burned down celebrity homes
Started from cigarette smoke
I'm quite high tide, streamlined
Almost paradise but you wouldn't recognize it
And at the end of the day the sun goes into the water
After every day, it glows
I'm the finest of wines, baby I'm a rosé
Not from California, somewhere further away
I’m your Malibu Baby, and my number’s been called
There ain’t nothin’ past me
I’m the edge of the world, I’m the edge of the world
I’m the edge of the world, I’m the edge of the world
I'm like Point Dume, June gloom
Free parking, polluting a summer afternoon
I'm quite sixties, beach boys
Pixied, bleached, ever poised
Never buried in the noise
And at the end of the day I'm someone's relevant daughter
After every day, it shows
I'm the finest of wines, baby I'm a rosé
Not from California, somewhere further away
I’m your Malibu Baby, all my lovers recall
There ain’t nothin’ past me
I’m the edge of the world
I'm the finest of wines, baby I'm a rosé
Not from California, somewhere further away
I’m your Malibu Baby and my number’s been called
There ain’t nothin’ past me
I’m the edge of the world, I'm the edge of the world
I’m the edge of the world, I’m the edge of the world
I’m the edge of the world, I'm the edge of the world
I’m the edge of the world, I'm the edge of the world
I’m the edge of the world, I'm the edge of the world
