I'm going out running around with the fellas
The fellas and me we happen to be close relatives
We know a lucky number bar
It stays open 'til 4
When the chips are down
My fellas come through for me
When the chips are down
They play guitar for me
We have sincerity
I'm going to get a beer
I'm going to get a beer
But I will return my dear
We're going to get a beer
We're going to get a beer
I will return my dear
Yes we have a sincerity
I'm going to get a beer
The corner of Wrightwood and Lincoln
Chicago Chicago
Your my kind of town your my kind of town
Your my kind of town and I
I will return I will return I will return I will return
I will return