Album: "The Agorophobic Cowboy"

INTRO: Bb  F  Bb  F  C

      C                     F
I was datin' some girl from Dayton
                    G                            C
When I got a little noisy with someone else from Boise
                       F
I did some yoga in Saratoga
               G               C
Wound up with lombago from San Diego


It got a little clamy one night in Miami
Made me wish again to be back in Michigan
I got too cute that time in Butte
Finally hit my quota in Sarasota


CHORUS:
        Fmaj7                  C
I wanna stop all this frequent flyin'
     G7                      C
Stay clear of those friendly skies
    Fm                C
Too tired of all this tryin'
         D7                      G
I need a map to keep track of my lies
        Bb              F              Bb               F         C
No more rental cars and mini bars, macadamaia jars, and five star motels


I had a folly one night in Raleigh
Man it was scenic on down in Phoenix
I went bonkers one night in Yonkers
But it was costin' too much in Boston


CHORUS:

I wanna shredder this rail pass
I gotta get back on the right side of the tracks
I wanna switch directions fast
It's just easier to stick to the facts
No more don't tells and won't tells, I'm done with these five star motels


CHORUS:

I'm gonna pull the wheels off this wheel estate
Park it on a pretty piece of land
Find a hometown girl that I can show the world
And tell the boys that I'm leavin' the band
I kept a stash of petty cash for a weddin' bash in the finest hotel


SOLO


We were playin' some bars one night on Mars
When a gal from Pluto lookin' for a little judo
I started to swoon, orbiting her moon
If I lived on Jupiter I couldn't have been stupider


CHORUS:
        Fmaj7                  C
I can't blame you for what you see
        G7                   C
You are light years ahead of me
  Fm                    C
I messed around with re-entry
      D7                       G
We're just not from the same galaxy
              Bb         F               Bb                F
It's just the way I am, sorry ma'am, but I'll be damned to five star
  Bb                F               Bb                     F
I won't tell if you don't tell it's just as well in these five star
Bb                        F             Bb                      F         C
There's no hope, it's the way I cope, I stole the soap from the five star motel 


band site http://rickmoranis.com/