Moon Pie

Well yeah, they call me Moon Pie, my real name is Richard

I live in a little town, you've probably never been to before

There's a post office surrounded with gardenias

And a pair of mud flaps glass waggling at my door



I don't know what all to say, somebody's got to help

Nobody knows I'm here

Oh please don't call me Moon Pie, my real name is Richard

I'll dance until you disappear