The Wanderer

The Wanderer

Oooohh
Well I’m the kind of guy
Who will never settle down
Where pretty girls are
Well you know that I’m around
I kiss ’em and I love ’em
Cause to me they’re all the same
I hug ’em and I squeeze ’em
They don’t even know my name
They call me the wanderer
Yeah the wanderer
I roam around around around around

Well I roam from town to town
I go through life without a care
And I’m happy as a clown
Ah with my two fists of iron
And I’m going nowhere
Yeah
Well I’m the type of guy
That likes to roam around
I’m never in one place
I roam from town to town

And when I find myself
Well uh fallin’ for some girl
I hop right over the fence
And my tail begins to twirl
Yeah I’m the wanderer
Oh the wanderer
I roam around around around around
Oh they call me the wanderer
Yeah the wanderer
I roam around around around around
Huh they call me the wanderer
Yeah, the wanderer
I roam around