Tulsa
You taste of potato chipsIn the morningYour face has the Marlon BrandoCub callingAnd who would have thoughtThat I'd owe it all to TulsaAnd that fat guy with the green shirtThat we both signed together?Once he hears the song,Won't live it down forever
Your suit was the whitest thingSince you-know-whoI fear that that savior I mentionedMay be youAnd who would have thoughtThat I'd owe it all to TulsaAnd that poor girl who waited in the rainFor hours to meet me?(Not you, baby!)Once she hears that song,Won't live it down completely
And I owe it all to Tulsa, OklahomaThis is just a reminder of the antique shopThat I want to go back toAnd visit when it's openIn Tulsa, OklahomaJust in case you don't appreciate,This song about you!