Paul Simon - Papa Hobo lyrics
[Paul Simon - Papa Hobo lyrics]
The Ole Detroit perfume
And it hangs on the highways in the morning
And it lays you down by noon oh Papa Hobo
You can see that I'm dressed like a schoolboy
But I feel like a clown
It's a natural reaction I learned
In this basketball town
Sweep up
I been sweeping up the tips I've made
I been living on Gatorade
Planning my getaway detroit, Detroit
Got a hell of a hockey team
Got a left handed way
Of making a man sign up on that
Automotive dream, oh yeah oh Papa Papa Hobo
Could you slip me a ride
Well, it's just after breakfast
I'm in the road and the weatherman lied