I woke up in
Atlanta
No, it was
St. Louie, Missou
Still wearing the T-shirt
I slept in
I'm still
thinkin' 'bout you
If ever I needed
Miami Beach
It would surely be tonight
But I'm headed for
Cleavland
I've got to believe in that
sweet paradise
All I ever wanted
was to get into the party
with the good girls and boys
Chasing the dream
The peaches and cream
of the good girls and boys
But it was always