I wanna be lying on the beach,
Frying in the sun like eggs and bacon.
And you told me
That you'd rather be stuck in this town
If I'm not mistaken.
I wanna go where no one knows my name.
You won't be there either because you're stupid.
I wanna see, hills of Italy,
Floating in a boat out on the ocean.
And you told me
That you'd rather be married and settled down
There's a notion.
I wanna go to Detroit Michigan.
I wanna go to East L.A.
I'd rather be visiting New Jersey.
I'd rather be anywhere else but here with you.