Every day of every year I wonder what I'm doing here Much I don't comprehend But I know that I've got friends Who give life meaning Though I've been dreaming Of planning my escape Don't wanna move to southern California I wasn't really meant for L.A. And New York City just ain't my style So this town is where I guess I will stay Every night as I sleep I dream about a place for me As I wake I realize That where I've got will do just fine So when I'm dying I won't be trying To still plan my escape Don't wanna move to southern california I wasn't really meant for L.A. And New York City just ain't my style So this town is where I guess I will stay