YOU ARE THE U IN HOUSTON TO ME
How could I ever leave you love
if you didn’t live in Houston
If it wasn’t for the humid swamp
and the trash along the bayou
how could I say good-bye to you
You know I love you dearly
and it ain’t you that makes me run
but Houston traffic’s far from fun
and every Bubba’s got a gun
Yet even with all of that
and the country’s worst damn air
you know that I’ll keep coming back
as long as you are there
And I’ll keep leaving Houston too
after a muggy smoggy day or two
One of these days I hope you know
I’ll take you with me when I go