Wave goodbye to our thankless jobs
You can be handsome, I'll be pretty
I drowned my sorrows and slept around
We'll drive for miles, maybe never turn off
We'll find a cathedral city
We'll pick berries and recline
You can convince me I am pretty
Smell the jasmine, my head was turned
We'll find a cathedral city
I have been so unhappy
Let's hit the road, dear friend of mine
We'll find a cathedral city
I just can't see
I just can't see
What does this city have to offer me?
Everyone else thinks it's the bee's knees
I feel like getting confessional
When not in body at least in mind
I just can't see
What does this city have to offer me?
Everyone else thinks it's the bee's knees
You can convince me I am pretty
What does this city have to offer me?
What does this city have to offer me?
Let's get out of this country
