[Chorus:]
Sightseer--he's a sightseer
Sightseer--he's a sightseer
Sightseer--he's a sight--he's
a sightseer
He'll never forget the Paris
sewers
That's where he lost a pair
of binoculars
He's been to London Bridge
in Arizona
And he ate a Big Mac in Barcelona
He's seen the Taj Mahal
He's seen the Wailing Wall
He's seen Jesus Christ in
the drooling wards
He's seen the world revolve
But he doesn't get involved
For sightseeing is its own
reward
[Repeat Chorus]
The place to be is the Riviera
For curvy birds and avis rara
He's sunburned on his arms
and neck
And he pays for sex with traveler's
checks
He's seen hillbillies clog
He's seen Pavlov's dog
He's seen the Pope screw a
lightbulb in the woods
He's seen the Seven Wonders
He's seen the Thinker ponder
He's seen the spot where Custer
stood
[Repeat Chorus]
Got a zoom lens on his Japanese
camera
Twenty mountain-tops' worth
of panorama
In forty-one tongues he can
say hello
And he still remembers the
Alamo
He's seen the hands of time
Commit most every crime
In the valley of the Tigris
and Euphrates
He's seen a mute say "please"
He's seen up the magician's
sleeve
He's seen the birthplace of
Edgar Cayce
[Repeat Chorus]
© 1985 by David Massengill
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