Coddingtown

I 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 ol' 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, Coddigntown

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