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.