Catalina

I'm a mess, I don't care

I'm tired of sitting at my desk

You can't bother me

Yeah, I'm far away from you, ha

Got to get away

You can't ruin my day

Can't tell me

What to do

Can't make me

Think I love you

Shoot it in your arm

You can't hurt me

I'm on my way

To Catalina

I'm not gonna read your books

My tank's full of squid

And it's getting light

And you whores, you can't make me want

I got all the fish I need

On the deck of my boat

And you can't take my heart when I'm here

Long swim home

For your cute little arms

I'll steal some gas, fix my motor

Turn on my Beatles tape

And get you out of my head

Ah yes, here I am, far away from everyone, ha

Yeah, the only fish I smell

Is on the deck of my boat

I really want to go but my motor's broken

There's no scotch tape, I'm out of gas,

It looks like I'm stuck here

Shit.

It looks like I'm stuck here!

I'll steal some gas, fix my motor

Turn on my Doors tape

And get you out of my head

Get you out of my head.

Head!