Move to San Francisco

If nothing else than feelings end

It seems the world has gone to sh*t again

So pack your bags, we're leaving soon

I heard they're selling flights to the pink moon

You say your feet are cold I guess we need to go

Somewhere warm on the West Coast

You look at me with that familiar face

You turn around, and then you say

I think that we should move to San Francisco

That's where the happy people go

You say you wanna go to San Francisco

But I, I just don't know

You say you wanna move to San Francisco

That's where the pretty people go

You say you wanna go to San Francisco

But I, I just don't know

I just don't know

I took advice and then I took a trip

You said, "You're born to run", but then I slipped

I guess I'm not the boss, oh, no one is

So don't be cynical as you purse your lips

You look at me and then you say

"This Monday feels like a Saturday"

So we lie in bed, yeah, we lie awake

And as you turn away...

You say you wanna move to San Francisco

That's where the happy people go

You say you wanna go to San Francisco

But I, I just don't know

I just don't know

Oh, I wanna be like this

For another dozen years

We could live so free

Oh, I wanna be like this

For another dozen years

We could live so free

You say you wanna move to San Francisco

That's where the happy people go

You say you wanna move to San Francisco

But I, I just don't know

I just don't know

I just don't know

I just don't know

I just don't know, know, know

Oh, I wanna be like this

For another dozen years

We could live so free