People that stare   They never care   When you're dressed up like that   In a Mexican hat   Face right from the sun   You've been lying on your lawn for days      There's things about you   That I don't wanna know   Don't know what you   Look like without any clothes   I don't even think that   I'd like to find out   It might be   All weird   Check it out      Let's move to New York   And live out of a van   Dress like ladies   Dress up like old men   We can plaster ourselves   Some love all over the town   And bathe in a fountain at night   When there's no one around      People that leave   And wanna go cheap   Ridin' with us   On this Chinatown bus   Your dirt and your grease   Leave a stain in the seats for days      We sit and guess   Where everyone goes   Is that some garbage?   And is it a rose?   Just trampled and beat   By the passengers' feet on the floor   Check it out      Let's mot to New York   And live out of a van   Dress like ladies   Dress up like old men   We can plaster ourselves   Some walls all over the town   And bathe in a fountain at night   When there's no one around