When it says goodbye
You don’t hear it sigh
Does that it mean
That it’s gone far far away
Is this your day to
Buy a paper
Draw a moustache
Make the mayor a giraffe
Try and tempt fate
Get pneumonia
Recuperate with soy bologna

Can you hear the rain a plopping slowly
With a soft and soapy thud
Don’t you worry about a mopping, sholy
You’ll only find yourself with mud
Me falta una maleta
Me falta una maleta

When you go to bed
Lay your fuzzy head
By the nightstand
Where you turned off your phone
Nobody’s home, now
Ride the subway
Make graffiti
Go to Famous Ray’s
Buy ziti
Get the paper
No more artwork
Make the mayor a dartboard

Can you hear the rain a plopping slowly
With a soft and soapy thud
Don’t you worry about a mopping, sholy
You’ll only find yourself with mud
Me falta una maleta
Me falta una maleta