L.A. Freeway

Pack up all your dishes Make note of all good wishes And say goodbye to the landlord for me That son of bitch has always bored me Throw out them L.A. papers That mouldy box of Vanilla Wafers Adios, to all this concrete Gonna get me some dirt road back streets I can just get off of this L.A. freeway Without gettin' killed or caught Down that road in a cloud of smoke To some land I ain't bought, bought, bought And it's, here's to you, old Skinny Dennis The only one I think I will miss I can hear old bass singin' Sweet and low like a gift you're bringin' Play it for me one more time now Got to give it all you can now I believe every thing you're sayin' Just to keep on, keep on playin' I can just get off of this L.A. freeway Without gettin' killed or caught Down that road in a cloud of smoke To some land I ain't bought, bought, bought And you put the pink card in the mailbox Leave the key in that old front door lock They'll find it likely as not I'm sure there's somethin' we have forgot Oh, Susanna, don't you cry, baby Love's a gift that's surely handmade We got somethin' to believe in Don't you think it's time, we're leavin'? I can just get off of this L.A. freeway Without gettin' killed or caught Down the road in a cloud of smoke To some land I ain't bought, bought, bought If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway Without gettin' killed or caught Down the road in a cloud of smoke To some land I ain't bought So pack up all your dishes Make note of all good wishes And say goodbye to the landlord for me That son of bitch has always bored me Thank you Here's a little song for y'all that might ever Pounded any nails for a livin' Or at least just hit your thumb a couple times That counts too

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