Well yeah, they call me Moon Pie, my real name is Richard
I live in a little town, you've probably never been to before
There's a post office surrounded with gardenias
And a pair of mud flaps glass waggling at my door
I don't know what all to say, somebody's got to help
Nobody knows I'm here
Oh please don't call me Moon Pie, my real name is Richard
I'll dance until you disappear