She don't know how much money I owe her
I had me a girl in San Francisco
She don't know that I prefer tacos

I tootle along
Singing my song
On into the sunny Midwest

I had me a girl in New York City
New York City probably had a mobster called Frank Zeffronelleritti
I had me a girl in Detroit
I can't think of a word to rhyme with Detroit

I tootle along
Singin' my song
On into the sunny Midwest

If you see my girl then tell her
That I ain't like those other fellas
For one I got balls as big as an Irish broad's ass
And for another I can't remember where I left ma whiskey glass

I tootle along
Singin' my song
On into the sunny Midwest