I Don't Wanna Leave the Desert

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 We're flyin' up to Seattle
to interview for a job.
A couple of friends are coming over
to babysit the dog.
I don't wanna leave the desert.
This is where I belong.
We're flyin' up to Seattle.
How did it go so wrong?

We're drivin' to Northern California
to interview for a job.
We're gonna make it a road trip.
This time we're takin' the dog.
I don't wanna leave the desert.
This is where I belong.
We're drivin' to Northern California.
I hope we're not stayin' long.

Suddenly a disembodied voice
finds its way into my head.
My wife is calling out to me:
"It's time to go to bed."

We're teleportin' to the Moon and beyond
to interview for a job.
Beam me up, why don't ya, Scotty?
Open the pod bay doors.
I don't wanna leave the desert.
This is where I belong.
We're teleportin' to the Moon and beyond.
Commencing countdown; engines on...