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    words & music by jason mraz

    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 runÉ



    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 rallyÉ And runÉ



    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 runÉ



    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 VegasÉ



    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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