These are the people of my town 
Up and down the streets 
All I can say about the people of my town 
Is man they can’t be beat

Mike he owns the hardware store
Bought it from his daddy 
His wife cuts hair across the street 
She’s friends with my aunt Patti 

The guy who likes to feed the cats 
Wants you to stop and talk
“There’s fifteen plus a new one 
hope no one calls the cops”

Old man Gill ain’t over the hill 
He walks ten miles a day 
Did you know he shot two hole in ones
When he was sixty eight 

Widow Jones is a pretty nice lady
Has the most beautiful daughter 
All I can say about her cooking 
Is she pours a good glass of water 

Bruce he wears an invisible suit 
Full of self righteous rage
Hates all people of this town 
Especially the blacks and gays

Dee is a gossip extraordinare
Really likes that money 
Drawn to the rectums of the rich
Like a fly that goes to honey

Larry has bar in the center of town 
Where my dog can get a drink 
And you’ll always see the millionaire
With owner of the roller rink 

If you really want to know what going on
It’s Brenda’s beauty shop 
Today it’s genealogy 
Of the girl with green crewcut

Michael’s living in his van 
He hasn’t been right since Pakistan 
Miss Martha in rain is walking her dog
Wearing her husband’s London Fog
The lady at the counter of the Stop n Go
Has beautiful smile and an angel’s glow
Firemen, policemen, bankers and thieves
Factory workers, packs of teens
Chicken in a bread pan picking out dough
Grab your partner and do se do
That’s my town 
Talkin bout my town 
Talkin bout my town 
Talkin bout my town