Mumbai

She must be from out this town
She must be from out this world
You ask if I'm building wealth
You ask if I'm wearing the belt
Well I'm not from Santa Fe
Had a birthday in Bombay
Mackerel skies in Molokai
Fishing out these rhymes

The mountain has made up its mind
Take the provision and heart in turn

Girl I was keeping a rapport
Waiting on this claymore
Your father is a hunting lodge
She said as I got tied
Deeper in this knot
Electrons mountains and all
I mention time in Bombay
She says it's actually Mumbai

The mountain has made up its mind
Take the provision and my heart in turn
I'll put my hands up
Can't bother getting bushwhacked
In committees of soothsayers
The mountain has made up its mind
Take the provision and my heart in turn
Take my provisions and my heart in turn
Take my provisions and my heart in turn

She must be from out this town
She must be from out this world
You ask if I'm building wealth
You ask if I'm wearing the belt
Well I'm not from Santa Fe
Had a birthday in Bombay
Mackerel skies in Molokai
Fishing out these rhymes



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Writer(s): Chris Gwatney
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