California

Streets are bare on a Friday night
Power lines all caked in ice
I’m sure I’ll lose electricity
But the lights don’t mean that much to me

Always dreamed of a bi-coastal life
Home-making ain’t my brand of wife
I was sure I’d always be single
But you made me feel like I could grow

Drunken Santa wanders listlessly (had too much to drink myself)
While I wonder if you’re missing me (of course I am missing you)
I can’t remember feeling this goddamn cold (goddam I miss seasons)
There’s no need for mistletoe (all my houseplants died without you)

I can’t believe you’ve gone away
Some snowless Christmas in LA
Palm trees and surfers, the Hollywood sign
But I’m gonna be fine

Wind is howling like a basset hound
Plastic reindeer getting blown around
Piles of snow like castles in the streets
With days bleeding into weeks

You know you love my vim and vigor
You’re a house I’m a van down by Big Sur
I gotta ping pong thru the universe
But my heart always ever wants you first

Your Siamese cat sleeping in my lap (thanks for taking care of him)
Like some lavish aristocrat (he’s a fancy fancy boy)
Snowflakes stick to the window (a pantsless man yelling out my window)
I know you had to go (sorry I had to go)

I can’t believe you’ve gone away
Some snowless Christmas in LA
Palm trees and surfers, the Hollywood sign
But I’m gonna be fine
It’s all by design
Orange juice and orange rind
We’re gonna be fine