People that stare
They never care
When you're dressed up like that
In a Mexican hat
Face right from the sun
You've been lying on your lawn for days
There's things about you
That I don't wanna know
Don't know what you
Look like without any clothes
I don't even think that
I'd like to find out
It might be
All weird
Check it out
Let's move to New York
And live out of a van
Dress like ladies
Dress up like old men
We can plaster ourselves
Some love all over the town
And bathe in a fountain at night
When there's no one around
People that leave
And wanna go cheap
Ridin' with us
On this Chinatown bus
Your dirt and your grease
Leave a stain in the seats for days
We sit and guess
Where everyone goes
Is that some garbage?
And is it a rose?
Just trampled and beat
By the passengers' feet on the floor
Check it out
Let's mot to New York
And live out of a van
Dress like ladies
Dress up like old men
We can plaster ourselves
Some walls all over the town
And bathe in a fountain at night
When there's no one around