New England to Hollywood, seems so far away
Like all roads lead us to California
It's a long, long way to Paradise isn't it?
In the never-ending search for perfection
And it seems like an eternity since we first turned the ignition
And made our way down the highway
Because I told you lies
It seems a never-ending lonesome drive
But now the road is getting clear
The exit sign is very near
The empty spaces will lead us 'round
Hope we can find our new hometown
It's a long drive home to Tarzana
But once we're there we will see there's nothing there
Except that space, beautiful space
We drove so far to find this place
It's a long drive home to Tarzana
This spaced-out community
All freeways lead to Tarzana
No more ghettoes or urban sprawl
It's fine with me
It's fine with me
It's a long, long way to paradise isn't it?
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