I've been long, a long way from here Put on a poncho, played for mosquitoes,
And drank 'til I was thirsty again
We went searching through thrift store jungles Found Geronimo's rifle, Marilyn's shampoo
And Benny Goodman's corset and pen
* Well, okay, I made this up… I promised you I'd never give up
** If it makes you happy it can't be that ba-aa-aa-ad
If it makes you happy then why the hell are you so sad?
You get down, real low down You listen to Coltrane, derail your own train
Well, who hasn't been there before?
I come round, around the hard way Bring you comics in bed; scrape the mold off the bread,
And serve you French toast again
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We've been far, far away from here Put on a poncho, played for mosquitoes,
And everywhere in between
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