Cleveland Lyrics by Squirrel Flower
He said all trains end in Chicago
But I don’t know if that’s true
Don’t you want a home in Lakewood?
Back porch with a lakeside view
He’s cute but he doesn’t like Cleveland
No house, no dog in the yard
Saturn return or Saturday baseball
Guess I’ll go east on my own
A few degrees of separation
A few degrees of longitude
Can make a lot of difference
It’s true, oh, yeah
He’s cute but he doesn’t like Cleveland
No house, no dog in the yard
Saturn return or Saturday baseball
Guess I’ll go east on my own
Guess I’ll go east on my own
Guess I’ll go east on my own
