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
I'm 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 doesn't
(Ah ah ah)

But I got my head set on California
I'll fly away tomorrow, won't even warn ya
And I'll 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 head's on the next plane
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'Cause my daddy always told me the way it was,
And my mama think she knows me, I know she doesn't
(Ah ah ah)

But I got my head set on California
I'll fly away tomorrow, won't even warn ya
And I'll send a big postcard, just to piss you off
I got my head set on California
Here I come

Papa always tells me the way it was,
And my mama think she knows me, I know she doesn't
(Ah ah ah)

But I got my head set on New York City
I'll fly away tomorrow, won't even miss me
And I'll get a big boyfriend, just to piss you off

But I got my head set on California
I'll fly away tomorrow, won't even warn ya
And I'll send a big postcard, just to piss you off
I got my head set on California

Here I come, here I come