When traveling abroad in the continental style
It`s my belief one must attempt to be discreet
And subsequently bear in mind your transient position
Allows you a perspective that`s unique

And though you`ll find your itinerary`s a blessing and a curse
Your wanderlust won`t let you settle down
And you wonder how you ever fathomed that you`d be content
To stay within the city limits of a small Midwestern town

Most vagabonds I`ve known don`t ever want to find the culprit
That remains the object of their long relentless quest
The obsession`s in the chasing and not the apprehending
The pursuit you see and never the arrest

Without fear or contradiction bon voyage is always hollered
In conjunction with a handkerchief from shore
By a girl that drives a rambler and furthermore is overly
Concerned that she won`t see him anymore

Planes and trains and boats and buses
Characteristically evoke a common attitude of blue
Unless you have a suitcase and a ticket and a passport
And the cargo that they`re carrying is you

A foreign affair juxtaposed with a stateside
And domestically approved romantic fancy
Is mysteriously attractive due to circ**stances knowing
It will only be parlayed into a memory