I'll come to meet you in Moscow, Idaho
I'll drive down to you in Utah, specifically to Provo
I want to hear you say "Jessica" when you're in Philadelphia
And I would love to be courted long distance from Portland
I think it would be great
If you lived in a different state
Otherwise I am too busy, I'm always in a rush
And there's not enough room for all my stuff
I like boys from Tennessee
And they sure now how to make them in Ypsilanti
I'm going to bring a little Brianna to you in Montana
Me wishin' I was kissin' with you in Michigan
I used to think it was great
When I got to look forward to seeing your face
But now that we occupy the same space
I just can't get excited in the same way
The further away, the fuzzier your face
The harder to make a less desirable traits
When I'm looking at you through a telescopic lens
It's easier for me to use my imagination
But when I'm looking at you through a microscopic lens
That's when it's harder for me to pretend
That I still think it would be great
For that's the only way we can remain
In this lovey dovey romantic phase
Without the drag of the everyday
I'm sorry that I liked you better
When I only knew you through your letters
Take it from me, the best way to be
Is fickle and feckless and wishy and washy
Let me tell you the best thing to do
When you live in a city
Is find yourself a hottie
And when you realize you want more then just a smooch
Pack up your bags and move to Minneapolis or Duluth