Here on my own
Staring out this window
Wanting to be
The places I see
Where should I go?
A suitcase and all my clothes
Scattered about
I'll plan my next route
Oh, what to do?
I guess I'll pass through
Down this avenue
Of postcard blues and souvenirs
A new piece of junk
I'll throw in my trunk
I'm enjoying this
It helps pass the time
There, on the street
Shuffling around my feet
Bright lights will shine
On nickels and dimes
Where should I go?
I'm a million miles from my home
I don't have a map
To make this trip fast
Oh, what to do?
I guess I'll pass through
Down this avenue
Of postcard blues and souvenirs
A new piece of junk
I'll throw in my trunk
I'm enjoying this
It helps pass the time
Oh, what to do?
I guess I'll pass through
Down this avenue
Of postcard blues and souvenirs
A new piece of junk
I'll throw in my trunk
I'm enjoying this
It helps pass the time
Five Times August - Postcard Blues & Souvenirs Lyrics
Five Times August - Postcard Blues & Souvenirs Lyrics
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Here on my own
Staring out this window
Wanting to be
The places I see
Where should I go?
A suitcase and all my clothes
Scattered about
I'll plan my next route
Oh, what to do?
I guess I'll pass through
Down this avenue
Of postcard blues and souvenirs
A new piece of junk
I'll throw in my trunk
I'm enjoying this
It helps pass the time
There, on the street
Shuffling around my feet
Bright lights will shine
On nickels and dimes
Where should I go?
I'm a million miles from my home
I don't have a map
To make this trip fast
Oh, what to do?
I guess I'll pass through
Down this avenue
Of postcard blues and souvenirs
A new piece of junk
I'll throw in my trunk
I'm enjoying this
It helps pass the time
Oh, what to do?
I guess I'll pass through
Down this avenue
Of postcard blues and souvenirs
A new piece of junk
I'll throw in my trunk
I'm enjoying this
It helps pass the time
Staring out this window
Wanting to be
The places I see
Where should I go?
A suitcase and all my clothes
Scattered about
I'll plan my next route
Oh, what to do?
I guess I'll pass through
Down this avenue
Of postcard blues and souvenirs
A new piece of junk
I'll throw in my trunk
I'm enjoying this
It helps pass the time
There, on the street
Shuffling around my feet
Bright lights will shine
On nickels and dimes
Where should I go?
I'm a million miles from my home
I don't have a map
To make this trip fast
Oh, what to do?
I guess I'll pass through
Down this avenue
Of postcard blues and souvenirs
A new piece of junk
I'll throw in my trunk
I'm enjoying this
It helps pass the time
Oh, what to do?
I guess I'll pass through
Down this avenue
Of postcard blues and souvenirs
A new piece of junk
I'll throw in my trunk
I'm enjoying this
It helps pass the time
Writer: Bradley Skistimas
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid