words & music by jason mrazWho is he, Mr. Rand Mcnally?I had I dream that mystery was me. Now who else could I be?I dreamed I went to England and met the spice girls there for teaThey lost one more they're down from four to my favorite number threeBut they're still quite spicy as the orange flavorAnd oh so nice to do me the favor and lick my icing under the table nowBut I gotta leave town mr. Nally, just as scary spice was about to go down on meAnd don't ask how mr. Nally and give up the towel mr. Nally and runÉI dreamed I went to Singapore got bored and robbed a liquor storeWhat for? Nobody knows I only took a couple of MarlborosOh but that was all they needed and the criminal was soon defeatedAnd now in jail I'm waiting for my punishment of cainingSo I gotta think fast mr nally watch your ass, wake up and laugh and runBetter Mr run, mr rand, mr mac, mr nallyMr run, mr man, you got the knack for the rallyÉ And runÉI had a chance to visit the north pole but it was way too cold to smokeOh my nose was freezing I should could use some coughing and wheezingSo I tried it anyway and the place went up in flamesHow was I suppose to know you could catch fire to the snowOh lord way to go mr nally, way to go, now you're melting the poles mr nally so run.I jumped ship in NYC and headed south to Washington DCDidn't think I'd go there but played some shows there fancy lucky meBut it is really slow there with our new president on TVToo many politicians and liberal Christians they're all set out for meSinging cast your vote mr nally, castrate your vote, no you don't, just runÉI thumbed a ride across the prairie, I got hitched in Vegas, yep, I got marriedTo a lady who loved me she thought it's be funny to gamble all my moneyAnd I got stranded without my clothes, a little bit of fear and loathing heart attackI got chased by the rat pack once in a flashback. Singing viva Las VegasÉI settled down in san diego and smoked a joint with java joeAnd with a grin he took me in spilling coffee on his chinAnd I played my show there and I met my bro's thereAnd with my throw pillow they kindly let me make my bed thereThere's one more thing before I go there's never been any place like this home
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