My friends and I we go to Zanzibar nI see a pretty girl but I won't get too far nCause she's just staring at my friend nNow they're talking laughing I feel dead nMaybe I'll just go to bed nnWe're at this party of a friend of mine nI ask this woman if she'd like some wine nShe says No thanks I never drink nThen she looks at my friend I see her wink nAs I turn I hear their glasses clink nnI won't find my wife in this bar nnNow we're in this smoky bar in Somerville nTalking to this girl she's cute and dressed to kill nShe says I think you're funny too nBut I'd rather be dead than dance with you nCause you're not white as Elmer's glue nnI won't find my wife in this bar nnIs this another Bates reunion nOr Hamilton, Tufts, or Colby? nDoes it really matter where I go? nnI won't find my wife in this bar