If you'd like a real vacation
From menus pots, and pans
If you're tired of hectic shopping
And meals eaten out of hand,
If you'd like a little fairy
To come and clean your room
Change the beds, the towels ,then vacuum
So you never need your broom
If you're tired of your own company
And lonely as can be
Then it's time you gathered up your
things And came to the Pawnee.
If you'd like a friendly smile
Each time you passed the desk
And you'd find pleasure just in knowing
That you're luckier than the rest;
For when you've been away from home
They'll report who came or phoned
Or even take a message
So you feel quite free to roam.
You can join in fun or frolic,
Or sit quietly in your room.
They're always friends who're near
at hand That surely is a boon.
So if you're looking for a life
That's full and fancy-free
I'll guarantee you'll find it
When you come to the Pawnee.
If you're tired of cutting grass
And also shoveling snow
If you find it hard to keep ahead
Of all the things that grow;
If the boy throws your paper
Under the porch or in the trees
If the mail is often late
And then to get it you must freeze
If it's a long way to the dime store
And the beauty parlor too
And the old jitney doesn't start
The way it used to do
Then it's time to reconnoiter
And I think that you"ll agree
You'd be better off a livin'
At ease in the Pawnee.
When then the storm clouds start to
gather Big and black in the southwest
And you're gettin' scared and wonderin'
Which place would be the best;
And the sirens start to bellow
And you're wonderin' where to flee
You'd already have a shelter
In the lobby of the Pawnee
If your pipes are froze and busted
And the roof begins to leak
And the neighbors are so busy
That they hardly ever speak
If you're tuckered out and longing
To enjoy sweet company
Tell everyone your new address
Is in care of the Pawnee
Janice Weeks, Chamberlin, Hankins, Rogers