Pack up your bags, don't look back
There's a little place out 'cross the railroad tracks
If you're broken-hearted, and you don't know what to do
But they got a place down there that's just for you

Club Soul, Club Soul City, yeah yeah yeah
Club Soul, Club Soul City, oh yeah

There's a waitress at the back bar, goes with the guy that runs the place (yeah, she does)
She's got hair like a weeping willow and tears running down her face (every day)
She's seen a lot of guys like you coming around (I've seen tears in her eyes)
Looking for something that they've lost, or trying to lose something that they've found
Down at

Club Soul, Club Soul City, yeah yeah yeah
Club Soul, Club Soul City, oh yeah

So if you're down on your spirit and there ain't no one who cares
If you're lost and you're lonely, you won't be lonely down there (oh no)
You can't miss it, it's just up the highway, on the front door there's 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
Club Soul