Dream Life Of Rand Mcnally
Jason Mraz
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Who 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
tea
They lost one more they're down from four to my favorite number
three
But they're still quite spicy as the orange flavor
And oh so nice to do me the favor and lick my icing under the
table now
But I gotta leave town mr. Nally, just as scary spice was about
to go down on me
And don't ask how mr. Nally and give up the towel mr. Nally and
run'

I dreamed I went to Singapore got bored and robbed a liquor
store
What for? Nobody knows I only took a couple of Marlboros
Oh but that was all they needed and the criminal was soon
defeated
And now in jail I'm waiting for my punishment of caining
So I gotta think fast mr nally watch your ass, wake up and laugh
and run

Better Mr run, mr rand, mr mac, mr nally
Mr run, mr man, you got the knack for the rally' And run'

I had a chance to visit the north pole but it was way too cold
to smoke
Oh my nose was freezing I should could use some coughing and
wheezing
So I tried it anyway and the place went up in flames
How was I suppose to know you could catch fire to the snow
Oh 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 DC
Didn't think I'd go there but played some shows there fancy
lucky me
But it is really slow there with our new president on TV
Too many politicians and liberal Christians they're all set out
for me
Singing cast your vote mr nally, castrate your vote, no you
don't, just run'

I thumbed a ride across the prairie, I got hitched in Vegas,
yep, I got married
To a lady who loved me she thought it's be funny to gamble all
my money
And I got stranded without my clothes, a little bit of fear and
loathing heart attack
I got chased by the rat pack once in a flashback. Singing viva
Las Vegas'

I settled down in san diego and smoked a joint with java joe
And with a grin he took me in spilling coffee on his chin
And I played my show there and I met my bro's there
And with my throw pillow they kindly let me make my bed there
There's one more thing before I go there's never been any place
like this home



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