L.A. Freeway

Pack up all your dishes

Make note of all good wishes

Say goodbye to the landlord for me

Sons of *****es always boreme

Throw out those

L A papers

Moldy box of vanilla wafers

Adios to all this concrete

Gonna get me some dirt road back street [Chorus]

If I can just get off of that

L.A. freeway

Without getting killed or caught

Down that road in a cloud of smoke

For some land that

I ain't bought bought bought

If I can just get off of that

L.A. freeway

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 your bringin'

Play it for me one more time now

Got to give it all we can now

I beleive every word your saying

Just keep on keep on playing

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, hey

Love's a gift that's truly handmade

We've got something to believe in

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

Chorus