it's my belief one must attempt to be discreet
            and subsequently bear in mind your transient position
                   allows you a perspective that's unique
         though you'll find your itinerary's a blessing and a curse
                  your wanderlust won't let you settle down
        and you'll wonder how you ever fathomed that you'd be content
          to stay within the city limits of a small midwestern town
         most vagabonds i knowed don't ever want to find the culprit
           that remains the object of their long relentless quest
           the obsession's in the chasing and not the apprehending
                  the pursuit you see and never the arrest

         without fear of contradiction bon voyage is always hollered
                in conjunction with a handkerchief from shore
               by a girl that drives a rambler and furthermore
             is overly concerned that she won't see him anymore
                    planes and trains and boats and buses
             characteristically evoke a common attitude of blue
           unless you have a suitcase and a ticket and a passport
                 and the cargo that they're carrying is you
                a foreign affair juxtaposed with a stateside
                  and domestically approved romantic fancy
           is mysteriously attractive due to circumstances knowing
                   it will only be parlayed into a memory