Текст песни 2000 - Croosh

You're on a plane to Los Angeles
Right

All my friends are two thousand miles away
NYC got so many shades of gray
Damn, I miss the sun, I hope spring will come soon 'cause I need that
Cotton candy, skies cool and breezy, I think I need that
'Cause all my friends are two thousand miles away
California, you are on my mind today
Might just book a flight, be there by tonight, I think I need that
Pack a bag of clothes, plus my microphone, yeah, I'ma need that (ay)

It's been too long since I been home, I feel sick (feel sick, feel sick)
I think it might be time to go take a trip
Baby, I'm leaving for so many reasons
Just for the weekend and maybe the season

'Cause nobody really give a fuck, my dude
It's only when you're up they give a fuck 'bout you
That's what I been on my own as long as I remember
Only strings that got attached is on the neck of my fender
Snakes up in the grass, better watch where you step
I don't need new friends, baby, I just need the check
'Cause once I get this bag then it's back to the west
So I can spend this money with the ones that know me best, 'cause

All my friends are two thousand miles away
NYC got so many shades of gray
Damn I miss the sun, I hope spring will come soon 'cause I need that
Cotton candy, skies cool and breezy, I think I need that (ay)
'Cause all my friends are two thousand miles away
California, you are on my mind today
Might just book a flight, be there by tonight, I think I need that
Pack a bag of clothes, plus my microphone, yeah, I'ma need that