L.A. Freeway

Pack up all your dishes

Make note of all good wishes

Say goodbye to the landlord for me

Sons o' bitches always bore me

Throw out those L.A. papers

Moldy box of vanilla wafers

Adios to all this concrete

Gonna get me some dirt road backstreet



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If I can just get off of that L.A. Freeway

Without getting killed or caught

Down the road in a cloud of smoke

For some land, some land that I ain't bought, bought, bought

If I can just get off that L.A. Freeway

Without getting killed or caught



Here's to you old skinny Dennis

The only one I think I will miss

I can hear your bassman singin'

Sweet and low like a gift you're bringin'

Play it for me one more time now

Got to give it all we can now

I believe every word you're sayin'

Keep on just keep on playin'



Chorus



Put the pink slip in the mailbox

Leave the key in the old front door lock

They will find it likely as not

With all the things that we have forgot

Oh my lady now don't you cry

Love's a gift that's truly handmade

We got somethin' to believe in

Now don't you think it's time we were leavin'



Chorus