Washington, D.c. Lyrics - The Magnetic Fields

W A S H I N G T O N, baby, D.C. 

W A S H I N G T O N, baby, D.C. 

Washington, D.C., it's paradise to me 

It's not because it is the grand old seat 

Of precious freedom and democracy, no, no, no 

It's not the greenery turning gold in fall 

The scenery circling the mall 

It's just that's where my baby lives, that's all 

Washington, D.C., it's the greatest place to be 

It's not the cherries everywhere in bloom 

It's not the way they put folks on the moon, no, no, no 

It's not the spectacles and pagaentry 

The thousand things you've got to see 

It's just that's where my baby waits for me 

W A S H I N G T O N, baby, D.C. 

W A S H I N G T O N, baby, D.C. 

Washington, D.C., it fits me to a T 

It's not the people doing something real 

It's not the way the springtime makes you feel, no, no, no 

It ain't no famous name on a golden plaque 

That makes me ride that railroad track 

It's my baby's kiss that keeps me coming back 

It's my baby's kiss that keeps me coming back