I've been long, a long way from here 
Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos, 
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, o.k. I made this up 
I promised you I'd never give up 
 [bad word] 
If it makes you happy 
It can't be that bad 
If it makes you happy 
Then why the [bad word] 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?  [bad word] round, around the hard way 
Bring [bad word] in bed, scrape the mold off the bread
And serve you french toast again 

Well, o.k. I still get stoned 
I'm not the kind of girl you'd take home 
 [bad word] 

We've been far, far away from here 
Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos 
And everywhere in between 
Well, o.k. we get along 
So what if right now everything's wrong? 
 [bad word] //////////////