LetÂ’s get out of this country
IÂ’ll admit I am bored with me
I drowned my sorrows and slept around
When not in body at least in mind
WeÂ’ll find a cathedral city
You can convince me I am pretty

WeÂ’ll pick berries and recline
LetÂ’s hit the road dear friend of mine
Wave goodbye to our thankless jobs
WeÂ’ll drive for miles maybe never turn off
WeÂ’ll find a cathedral city you can be handsome IÂ’ll be pretty

What does this city have to offer me?
Everyone else thinks itÂ’s the beeÂ’s knees
What does this city have to offer me?
I just canÂ’t see
I just canÂ’t see

LetÂ’s get out of this country
I have been so unhappy
Smell the Jasmine my head was turned
I feel like getting confessional
WeÂ’ll find a cathedral city you can convince me I am pretty

What does this city have to offer me?
Everyone else thinks itÂ’s the beeÂ’s knees
What does this city have to offer me?
I just canÂ’t see
I just canÂ’t see