See I got a little bit of a problem
back where I come from,
feels like five people in my population
and no one ever leaves there
Im gonna be the first one
I guess my papa always told me the way it was,
and my mama think she knows me, I know she doesnt
(ah ah ah)
-=[Chorus]=-
But I got my head set on California
Ill fly away tomorrow, wont even warn ya
and Ill send a big postcard, just to piss you off
I got my head set on California
Here I come
See, I got what you would call an obsession
it feels like I think sane
the limits of a small town
frustrating my brain,
might leave some roots there,
but my heads on the next plane
cause my daddy always told me the way it was,
and my mama think she knows me, I know she doesnt
(ah ah ah)
-=[Chorus]=-
Here I come
Papa always tells me the way it was,
and my mama think she knows me, I know she doesnt
(ah ah ah)
But I got my head set on New York City
Ill fly away tomorrow, wont even miss me
and Ill get a big boyfriend, just to piss you off
-=[Chorus]=-
Here I come, here I come
Sunday, August 17, 2008
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