I´m going out, running around with the fellas
The fellas and me we happen to be close relatives
We know a lucky number bar
It stays open until 4
When the chips are down

My fellas come through for me
When the chips are down
They play guitar for me
We have sincerity
I´m going to get a beer
I´m going to get a beer
But I will return my dear
We´re going to get a beer
We´re going to get a beer
I will return my dear
Yes we have a sincerity
I´m going to get a beer
The corner of Wrightwood and Lincoln
Chicago, Chicago
You´re my kind of town, you´re my kind of town
You´re my kind of town and
I will return [x4]
I´m going to get a beer

I´m going to get a beer...