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