Without a Trace - Soul Asylum

I fell in love with a hooker

She laughed in my face

So seriously I took her

I was a disgrace

I was out of line, I was out of place

Out of time to save face

See the open mouth of my suitcase

Sayin' leave this place

Leave without a trace

Leave without a trace

Leave without a trace

I tried to get a good job

With honest pay

I might as well join the mob

The benefits are okay

Standing in the sun with a Popsicle

Everything is possible

With a lot of luck and a pretty face

And some time to waste

Leave without a trace

Leave without a trace

Leave without a trace

I tried to dance at a funeral

New Orleans style

I joined the Grave Dancer's Union

I had to file

Trying to do the right thing, play it straight

The right thing changes from state to state

Don't forget to take your mace

If you're out working late

I liked to see your face

You left without a trace

You leave without a trace