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I took three days to drive down one street |
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The radio on, tuned to the big fleet |
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Invisible planes are cracking the concrete |
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That's just what some people say |
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I put down my blanket on cigarette butt beach |
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I saw the old man, he was doing ok |
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He's making his last stand |
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On old bottles and cans |
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'round there, calistan way |
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Used to be sixteen lanes |
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Used to be nuevo spain |
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Used to be juan wayne |
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Used to be mexico |
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Used to be navajo |
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Used to be yippy-ay-i-don't know |
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Went in from the weather when i got wheezy |
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I play some pachinko i play pachisi |
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And st. anne is still making it breezy |
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In the valley of tar that once was l.a. |
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And my best friend he's the king of karaoke |
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He struck up a chord and he took it away |
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Out of the pan |
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And into japan |
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'round there, calistan way |
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Used to be sixteen lanes |
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Used to be juan wayne |
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Used to mexican |
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Used to be espano nuevo |
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Used to navajo |
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Used to be yippie-ay-i-don't know |
