coddingtown þarký sözü

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.