Lyrics

Well I'm five foot eleven standing in six feet of snow Somebody remind me why I'm living here in Buffalo I've had enough, I can no longer resist Throw down my shovel take two steps west Two steps down only three thousand miles to go To California Punch clocks, lunchbox, mandatory overtime Forklifts, swing shifts, factory assembly line I'm sick and tired of making parts for cars In Hollywood they're making parts for stars Head shots, guest spots, they say it happens all the time In California California's got Disneyland and Hollywood California's got surfing California girls Buffalo ain't got the factory I'm dreaming on Buffalo may not have much but Buffalo's got me Well I'm five foot eleven standing in six feet of snow Didn't leave today I guess I'm staying here in Buffalo But I ain't gonna let it get me down Hate the location but I love the town Solution found: gather round, we'll move the town of Buffalo To California