Coddingtown

I went down to Coddingtown

To buy for Lucky Dog

I moved on up to Sono-co

To clear my head of smog

People round town they all line up

To buy them Chevrolet's

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, Coddingtown

Now that’s the place to be

Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown

Now that’s the place to be

Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown

Now that’s the place to be

Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown

In Coddingtown, in Coddingtown

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

Now that’s the place to be

Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown

Now that’s the place to be

Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown

Now that’s the place to be

Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown

In Coddingtown, in Coddingtown

In Coddingtown

In Coddingtown

In Coddingtown

In Coddingtown