Making your way in the world today takes everything you've got;

Taking a break from all your worries sure would help a lot.

Wouldn't you like to get away?

All those nights when you've got no lights, the check is in the mail;

And your little angel hung the cat up by it's tail;

And your third fiancé didn't show;

Sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name,

And they're always glad you came; 

You want to be where you can see,

Our troubles are all the same;

You want to be where everybody knows your name.

Roll out of bed, Mr. Coffee's dead; the morning's looking bright;

And your shrink ran off to Europe, and didn't even write;

And your husband wants to be a girl;

Be glad there's one place in the world

Where everybody knows your name,

And they're always glad you came;

You want to go where people know, people are all the same;

You want to go where everybody knows your name.

Where everybody knows your name,

And they're always glad you came;

Where everybody knows your name,

And they're always glad you came . . .