L.A. Freeway

Pack up all your dishes Make note of all good wishes 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 I'm gonna get me some dirt road back streets If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway Without gettin' killed or be caught I'd be down that 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 be caught Here to you, old Skinny Dennis The only one I think I will miss I can hear your bass notes singin' Sweet and low like a gift you're bringin' Play it for me just one more time now Got to give it all we can now I believe every thing you're sayin' Just keep on, keep on playin' If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway Without gettin' killed or be caught And I'd be down that road in a cloud of smoke Reachin' land that I ain't bought, bought, bought If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway Without gettin' killed or be caught Put the pink slip in the mailbox Leave the key in that old front door lock They will find it likely as not With all the thing that we have forgot Oh, Susanna, don't you cry, babe Love's a gift that's surely handmade We've got somethin' to believe in Don't you think it's time we're leavin'? If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway Without gettin' killed or be caught I'd be down that road in a cloud of smoke To some land that I ain't bought, bought, bought If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway Without gettin' killed or be caught I'd be down the road in a cloud of smoke For some land that I ain't bought, bought, bought If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway Without gettin' killed or be caught