Standard (EADGBE)

New York City! (uh huh. ) Centre of the universe. (sing it, girl)

Times are shitty, but I'm pretty sure they can't get worse. (I hear ya.)

It's a comfort to know, when you'r e singing the "Hit the Road Blues"

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That anywhere else you could possibly go after New York would be:

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A Pleasure cruise.

Now you're Talkin'. (collins's trademark evil laugh, lol muahaha)

Well I'm thwarted by a metaphysic puzzle

And I'm sick of gradin' papers, that I know.

I'm shouting in my sleep I need a muzzle

And all this misery pays no salary so

Chorus

Let's Open up a restaurant in Sant a Fe

Sunny Santa Fe Would be Nice

Let's Open up a Restaurant in Santa F e

And leave this to the roaches and mice.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hhhhhhhhhhhh

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

You teach? Yeah, I teach Computer age philosophy

When my students would rather watch T.V.? America. (America)

You're a sensitive aesthete, Brush the sauce onto the meat

You can make the menu sparkle with a rhyme

You can drum a gentle drum, I can seat guests as they come

Chatting not about Heidegger but wine.

Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe

Our labours would reap financial gain

We'll open up a restaurant in Santa F e

And save from devastation our brains (save our b rains)

We'll pack up all our junk and fly so far away

Devote ourselves to projects that sell

We'll open up a restaurant in Sant a Fe

Forget this cold bohemian hell

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (whoa oh oh oh whoa oh oh)

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

yeah yeah yeah mmhmm *strange nasal sound s*

Do you know the wa y To Santa Fe?

You know; tumbleweeds. .. prairie dawwwwwgs.

Yeaaah.