I fell in love with a hooker she laughed in my face
so seriously I took her I was a disgrace
I was out of line
I was out of place
out of time to save pace
see the open mouth
of my suitcase
saying leave this place
Leave without a trace
leave without a trace
leave without a trace
I tried to get a good job with honest pay
I might as well join the mob the benefits are okay
Standing in the sun with a popsicle everything is possible
with a lot of luck and a pretty face and some time to waste
Leave without a trace
leave without a trace
leave without a trace
I tried to dance at a funeral New orleans style
I joined the grave dancers union I had to pile
Trying to do the right thing play it straight
the right thing changes from state to state
don't forget to take your mace
if you're out walking late
I liked to see your face
you left without a trace
Leave without a trace
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