Catalina — текст песни (descendents)

My room`s a mess, but I don`t care
I`m tired of sitting at my desk
You can`t bother me
I`m far away from you
Got to get away
You can`t ruin my day
You can`t tell me what to do
You can`t make me think I love you
Shoot it in the arm, you can`t hurt me
I`m on my way to Catalina
And I`m not going to read your books
My tank`s full of squid
And it`s getting light
And you whores, you can`t make me want
`Cause I got all the rest I need
On the deck of my boat
And you can`t take my heart when I`m here
`Cause it`s a long swim home
For your cute little arms
I`ll steal some gas, fix my motor
Put on my Beatles tape
And get you out of my head
Ah yes, here I am, far away from everyone
And the only fish I smell
Is on the back of my boat
I want to go but my motor`s broken
There`s no scotch tape, I`m out of gas,
So it looks like I`m stuck here
I`ll steal some gas, fix my motor
Put on my Doors tape
And get you out of my head