Cruisin' down a quiet street, in the neighborhood so neat,
I've got my little bungalow, it's my retreat.
With a picket fence so white, and a garden lush and green,
Living in a bungalow, it's a cozy scene.

Living in a bungalow, oh so quaint,
Where life's a little slower, and there's no complaint.
In my bungalow, I find my way,
Living in a bungalow, every single day.

I've got a porch with rocking chairs, and a swing that gently sways,
Sippin' on some lemonade, on those sunny days.
With a fireplace in the den, where I read a book or two,
Living in a bungalow, life feels so true.

Living in a bungalow, oh so quaint,
Where life's a little slower, and there's no complaint.
In my bungalow, I find my way,
Living in a bungalow, every single day.

Life here's simple, no need to rush,
In my bungalow, I find my hush.
Neighbors are friendly, and the air is clean,
Living in a bungalow, it's a dream.

In the evening, fireflies glow, and the stars come out to play,
On my bungalow's front lawn, I could stay all day.
With the scent of flowers near, and the birds up in the trees,
Living in a bungalow, it's a life of ease.

Living in a bungalow, oh so quaint,
Where life's a little slower, and there's no complaint.
In my bungalow, I find my way,
Living in a bungalow, every single day.

So, if you're tired of the hustle and the city's roar,
Come join me in my bungalow, it's worth much more.
Living in a bungalow, life's a gentle play,
Living in a bungalow, every single day.