But I already got me a new gal to ruin my life
So I'm helping her find an apartment
Lost the rest at land's edge"
Towards the end conflict off and on
So how's that I'm always winding up
Down here at land's edge
And the tourist don't know where he is
And a twelve room uptown shack
The essential difference is
"When I die, send the body to heaven
And I told her one night, "Honey every time we fight
Well I gave her seven children
Small world till they lose your luggage, tho'

Which the traveler can't expect
Down here at land's edge?
Well, things got bad and things got worse
Always look so cool?
I'll write a verse to this song"
So sit back and get all comfortable
Take the stripper who lives next door
The traveler don't know where he's goin'

'Cause this little tunes six fuckin' hours long
Still I struggled on
But somehow I got fooled

Took a dozen lawyers to get half back
Got a new tattoo that says
Here's a word about my ex-girlfriend
But luckily that ain't how she sees it

You'd swear this kid was 21 goin' on 44

Now if love is blind why did her stockings
And she might just yet,
Now I know, I was paying attention
And every journey's got destinations

Now take the traveler and the tourist
And when it all was over