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Well he told me |
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The highway called for him to hit it. |
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So that's what he did. |
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Now he regrets he ever did it now. |
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To California. |
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He said that's where he'd find his fortune. |
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And where it's warmer |
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The weather's warmer and the girls are scorching hot. |
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He quit his job down at the diner. |
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And then he loaded up his SUV. |
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Just like a modern 49er. |
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Except for the Schlager and the PCP. |
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To California. |
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He said he'd make it there come hell |
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Or come high water. |
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He isn't doing very well. |
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He made it to Atlantic City. |
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To try to double what he brought. |
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Lost it to a voodoo girl named Kitty. |
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Totaled the truck out in the parking lot. |
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So he decided |
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He was determined not to turn back. No way. |
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So guess what he did? |
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Well he snuck aboard an Amtrak Train. |
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To California. |
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He said that's where he'd find his fortune. |
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And where it's warmer. |
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The weather's warmer and the girls are scorching hot. |
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To California. |
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Just got a postcard in the mail. |
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"Just to inform ya. |
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I'm the LA County Jail. Right now." |
