+ + + + + + + +
+ + + + + + + + + + + + + + + +
Intro
Now
I'm wakin' at the crack of dawn
to send a little money home from here
to the moon is risin' like a discotheque
and now my bags are down and packed for traveling
Lookin' at happiness
keepin' my flavor fresh
How far I'll go, I know
so I'm leavin' at Six O' Clock
meet in a parkin' lot
Sunglasses on, she waits by this
Glass and concrete and stone
It is just a house, not a home
Skin
that covers me from head to toe
except a couple tiny holes and openings
where, the city's blowin' in and out
this is what it's all about, delightfully
Everything's possible
when you're an animal
How things can change, I know
So I'm puttin' on aftershave
nothin' is out of place
Try to pretend, it's not only
Glass and concrete and stone
That it's just a house, not a home