Headset
See I got a little bit of a problemBack where I come fromFeels like five people in my populationAnd no one ever leaves thereI’m gonna be the first oneI guess my papa always told me the way it wasn'tAnd my mama think she knows meI know she doesn’t
But I got my head set on CaliforniaI’ll fly away tomorrow, won’t even warn yaAnd I’ll send a big postcard, just to piss you offI got my head set on CaliforniaHere I come
See, I got what you would call an obsessionIt feels like I think saneThe limits of a small townFrustrating my brainMight leave some roots thereBut my head’s on the next plane’Cause my daddy always told me the way it wasAnd my mama think she knows meI know she doesn’t
But I got my head set on CaliforniaI’ll fly away tomorrow, won’t even warn yaAnd I’ll send a big postcard, just to piss you offI got my head set on CaliforniaHere I come
Here I come
Papa always tells me the way it wasAnd my mama think she knows meI know she doesn’t
But I got my head set on New York CityI’ll fly away tomorrow, won’t even miss meAnd I’ll get a big boyfriend, just to piss you off
But I got my head set on CaliforniaI’ll fly away tomorrow, won’t even warn yaAnd I’ll send a big postcard, just to piss you offI got my head set on CaliforniaHere I come
Here I come, here I come