Kalamazoo

A B C D E F G H I gotta’ gal wears her toenails long

Drives a red Barracuda, singin’ meat packer songs

And she ain’t from Kalamazoo

A B C D E F G H I gotta’ friend lived in a Mercedes-Benz

Then a 55 Chrysler where the trunk never ends

And the plates say Kalamazoo

He had a steady job and watched what he spent

He’d say I don’t believe in payin’ no goddamn rent

I’ll squirrel away every goddamn cent

And buy my own damn house in Kalamazoo

I knew a guy that mangled his hand

And he went from pipe fittin’ to a hot dog stand

They say last year he cleared fifty grand

Selling dogs round Kalamazoo

She turned to the world with a bastard child

Said, "I just can’t handle him he’s too damn wild"

But the years and the liquor have made him mild

And he lays around Kalamazoo