Went down to Coddingtown to buy for Lucky Dog
Moved on up to Sono-co to clear my head of smog
People round town they all line up to buy them Chevrolets
But me I talked to the Mopar man, been talkin' now for days

I went down to Coddingtown, it seemed the thing to do
You can get it all down there, from tennis balls to glue
Standin' up in the old smoke shop, met a girl named Honey Pie
If you shamble long enough, you wanna' go, you gotta' go

Bring me on back

Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown, that's the place to be
Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown, that's the place for me

I went down to Coddingtown and met old Santy Claus
Beanie Boy got a hold of that beard, nearly yanked it from his jaws
I stepped on up to the pizza man and gobbled down some filth
I shambled round now too damn long I wanna' go, I gotta' go

Bring me on back

Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown, that's the place to be
Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown, that's the place for me