The Wanderer

Oh well, I'm the type of guy

Who will never settle down

Where pretty girls are

Well, you know that I'm around

I kiss em and I love em

Cause to me they're all the same

I hug em and I squeeze em

They don't even know my name

They call me the wanderer

Yeah, the wanderer

I roam, around, around

Around, around

Oh well, there's Flo on my left

And there's Mary on my right

And Janie is the girl

Well, that I'll be with tonight

And when she asks me

Which one I love the best

I tear open my shirt

I got Rosie on my chest

Cause I'm the wanderer

Yeah, the wanderer

I roam, around, around

Around, around

Oh well, I roam from town to town

I go through life without a care

And I'm happy as a clown

With my two fists of iron

But I'm going nowhere

Oh yeah, I'm the type of guy

That likes to roam around

I'm never in one place

I roam from town to town

And when I find myself

A-falling for some girl, yeah

I hop right into that car of mine

I drive around the world

Yeah, I'm the wanderer

Yeah, the wanderer

I roam, around, around

Around, around

Oh yeah, I'm the type of guy

That likes to roam around

I'm never in one place

I roam from town to town

And when I find myself

A-falling for some girl

I hop right into that car of mine

Drive around the world

Cause I'm a wanderer

Yeah, the wanderer

I roam around, around, around

Around, around, around

Cause I'm a wanderer

Yeah, the wanderer

I roam around, around, around

Around, around, around