Little city girl at heart
But its breaking me apart
It is trusty it is hard
It is beautiful but scared
Little boys and so few men
I have sampled most of them
Always trying to be free
But somehow I never
Leaaaavvvveee
I'm an escapist
In my fantasy
Leeeaavvveee
I'm an escapist
Living in a dream
I met myself so many times
Hanging out with the bar flies
Drinking pints and getting high
Back to his for 19 crimes
Talk about that faithful day
When I jump on a jet plane
But I kinda got to save
Coz the rents due yesterdaaaaaay
I'm an escapist
In my fantasy
Day
I'm an escapist
But I never leave
Little city when's my turn
I've been trying not to burn
All these bridges but its like
Someday soon I'm gonna fly
My friends got a room stage side
There's a gig in Nancy Spins
Start the whole thing up agaaaain
I'm an escapist
In my fantasy
I'm an escapist
But I never leave
She's weaning Prada in Central Park Yeah
On the blouavada with her new lover
She's looking fresher in her cashmere sweater
And feeling better, Its oh so Meta