Without a Trace Soul Asylum

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
Saying "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
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