Coddingtown lyrics

Went down to Coddingtown to buy for Lucky Dog.
Moved on up to Sono-co to clear my head of smog.
People round town they all line up to buy them Chevrolets.
But me I talked to the Mopar man, been talkin` now for days.

I went down to Coddingtown, it seemed the thing to do.
You can get it all down there, from tennis balls to glue.
Standin` up in the old smoke shop, met a girl named Honey Pie.
If you shamble long enough, you wanna` go, you gotta` go.

Bring me on back.

Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown, that`s the place to be.
Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown, that`s the place for me.

I went down to Coddingtown and met old Santy Claus
Beanie Boy got a hold of that beard, nearly yanked it from his jaws
I stepped on up to the pizza man and gobbled down some filth.
I shambled round now too damn long I wanna` go, I gotta` go.

Bring me on back.

Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown, that`s the place to be.
Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown, that`s the place for me.