Pack up your bags

Don't look back

There's a little place

Out 'cross the the railroad tracks

If you're broken-hearted

And you don't know what to do

But they got a place down there that's just for you



Club soul, club soul city, yeah yeah yeah

Club soul, club soul city, oh yeah



There's a waitress at the back bar

Goes with the the guy that runs the place

She's got hair like a weeping willow

And tears running down her face

She's seen a lot of guys like you coming around

Looking for something that they've lost

Or trying to lose something that they've found

Down at



Club soul, club soul city, yeah yeah yeah

Club soul, club soul city, oh yeah



So if you're down on your spirit

And there ain't no-one who cares

If you're lost and you're lonely

You won't be lonely down there

You can't miss it, it's just up the highway

On the front door there's a sign that says

Restricted to the losing kind



Club soul, club soul city, yeah yeah yeah

Club soul, club soul city, oh yeah

Club soul, club soul city, yeah yeah yeah

Club soul, club soul city, oh yeah