Kalamazoo lyrics

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 in Kalamazoo.