there's someone running through the ramp parkade
spilling out over the
I’m California bound
I can hardly wait to lay my
I don't care no more I've seen the cities on
good times coming back again
I seen them touch down on
We walked out of the nightclub,
two deer right on
we've got no money put aside
get it and throw it
step into heavy water, rose up to your knees
spit shined
your mama look like carol channing
she watch the sunset on
7 stories down from where she lives
below the floor and
I walked beside the old train station
I looked inside the
I never figured us to get so far
All feel and
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