I fell in love with a hooker
She laughed in my face
So seriously I took her
I was a disgrace

I was out of line; I was out of place
Out of time to save face
See the open mouth of my suitcase
Sayin´ leave this place

Leave without a trace
Leave without a trace
Leave without a trace

I tried to get a good job
With honest pay
I might as well join the mob
The benefits are okay

Standing in the sun with a popsicle
Everything is possible
With a lot of luck and a pretty face
And some time to waste

Leave without a trace
Leave without a trace
Leave without a trace

I tried to dance at a funeral
New Orleans style
I joined the Grave Dancer´s Union
I had to file

Trying to do the right thing, play it straight
The right thing changes from state to state
Don´t forget to take your mace
If you´re out walking late

I liked to see your face
You left without a trace
You leave without a trace