text: Pack up your bags
  Dont look back
  Theres a little place
  Out cross the the railroad tracks
  If youre broken-hearted
  And you dont know what to do
  But they got a place down there thats just for you
  Club Soul, Club Soul City, yeah yeah yeah
  Club Soul, Club Soul City, oh yeah
  Theres a waitress at the back bar
  Goes with the the guy that runs the place
  Shes got hair like a weeping willow
  And tears running down her face
  Shes seen a lot of guys like you coming around
  Looking for something that theyve lost
  Or trying to lose something that theyve found
  Down at
  Club Soul, Club Soul City, yeah yeah yeah
  Club Soul, Club Soul City, oh yeah
  So if youre down on your spirit
  And there aint no-one who cares
  If youre lost and youre lonely
  You wont be lonely down there
  You cant miss it, its just up the highway
  On the front door theres a sign that says
  Restricted to the losing kind
  Club Soul, Club Soul City, yeah yeah yeah
  Club Soul, Club Soul City, oh yeah
  Club Soul, Club Soul City, yeah yeah yeah
  Club Soul, Club Soul City, oh yeah