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.