I've been a lonely fool tryin to figure out.
Searchin around the world, it's taken all I've got.
Midwest is callin me, it's callin me back.
I jump on a flight you see and train it when I'm back.
Swing down to Kansas but I saw Tucky to my right.
Memphis or Nashville for the night.
Maybe to Chicago, or to Key Largo, I'll follow anywhere the wind blows.
Maybe to Bergoda, we can do some coca.
They used to put that gin and soda.
We would be standed there for days, tomorrow come what may.
Around the world in eighty days.
Maybe a plan you see will keep us safe from bare.
I'll jump on a flight you need to help us set the sail.
Or drive down to Texas, see the Longhorns win the state.
And zip right up here to LA.
We could go to Boston, or down to Austin, or find some city to get lost in.
Up to Minnesota, it is just so cold there, I'd rather be down there in Georgia.
We will be drivin there for days, and tomorrow come what may.
Around the world in eighty days.
I drive down to Vegas and will play Blackjack through the night.
At six AM the sun's so bright.
Oh and it was Karen, she was from Manhatten, and she had dresses made of satin.
Down to Carolina, sun is always brighter, and we were feelin so much lighter.
Maybe downtown we would stay, Lord I miss those college days.
Around the world in eighty days.
