Well I've been sitting here thinking about you

Now what is it you want from me

You know it seems that I still don't know you well

Though many faces I have seen

Still I try to make you happy

Still I try to make you sing

Now if you're wondering what I think of it all

Just read the back of this postcard

Well the air here, breathing's great

Well we're having ourselves an ass kicking time

Oh this town is nuts, my kind of place

I don't want to leave, I don't ever, I don't ever want to leave

Oh never, never, I don't ever want to leave, oh no

I've seen you in a thousand costumes

Strike many a silent pose

I heard you tell a thousand stories

Every one in a different voice

Still I try to make you happy

Still I try to make you sing

Now if you're wondering what I think of it all

Just read the back of this postcard

Oh the air here, breathing's great

Oh now we've cooked us up

Now we're cooking up an ass kicking time

Oh this town is nuts, my kind of place

I don't want to leave, I don't ever, I don't ever want to leave