(One, two, three, four) Where I'm from, Sunday's the first day of the week Where I'm from, you'll find wine instead of water in the creek Where I'm from, the strong they live off of the week Where I'm from, the boys they are dressed like girls In pretty skirts they twist each others hair into curls Where I'm from, nobody walks, everybody twirls And where I'm from, there's no king or queen and that's fine They use the sun and the moon to tell the year and the time Where I'm from, it's far from here, but it's mine Far from here, but it's mine ♪ Where I'm from, Sunday's the first day of the week Where I'm from, you'll find wine instead of water in the creek Where I'm from, the strong they live off of the week Where I'm from, the boys they are dressed like girls In pretty skirts they twist each others hair into curls Where I'm from, nobody walks, everybody twirls And where I'm from, there's no king or queen and that's fine They use the sun and the moon to tell the year and the time Where I'm from, it's far from here, but it's mine It's far from here, but it's mine Far from here, but it's mine Far from here, but it's mine Far from here, far from here, but it's mine