Gazing out the window of some big girder bird

Down on mother nature's face, torn-up twisted absurd

I wondered what the chances were that you

Were down there looking up at me



CHORUS

Ah, we're as silly as geography

Silly as geography

You and me



We just can't get it right

You're a function of my latitude

Let's end our little warring feud

How I wish you would come home

Or I'll come there to you



CHORUS



People will tell you what to do, where your head should be

They don't tell me nothing I ain't already heard before or better said

We all want focus, we crave company but

We're cross-eyed and punchdrunk from too much scenery

>From our battles with geography



CHORUS



We're a lot like real estate

But the state you're in is never real

It's one helluva rare raw deal

How I wish you would return

We're silly as geography

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