Twenty one and one-half years agonI woke up crying in suburban Baltimore.nSome fucker kicked me out the door.nnThree and three-fourth years agonI wandered home and woke up sighingnEverything was different.nAll the people were confiding in me.nnEvery now and againnI go back to where it all began.nI kind of wish I didn’t,nBut I like to see my friends.nnOh, Baltimore!nYou make me smile.nYou make me happy.nWe’ll be together in a while.nnWhen I was a kid,nThe proudest I had ever beennWas when I didn’t hit my sisternFor a several hour stint.nnWhen I cleaned the carpetnWith a bottle of shampoonI didn’t want to get in trouble.nI just wanted to clean you,nnBecause everybody knowsnThat you’re a dirty fucking town,nBut I’ve got memoriesnThat keep me coming back just for another round.nnOh, Baltimore!nYou make me smile.nYou make me happy.nWe’ll be together in a while.nnOh, Baltimore!nYou make me smile.nYou make me happy.nWe'll be together in a while.nnOh, Baltimore!nYou make me smile.nYou make me happy.nWe'll be together in a while.