La Freeway

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   Pack up all your dishes,   make note of all good wishes
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   Say goodbye to the landlord for me,   that son of bitch has always bored me
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   Throw out those L.A. papers,   moldy box of vanilla wafers
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   Adios to all this concrete,   gonna get me some dirt road backstreet

         D                    E
If I can just get off of that L.A. Freeway
    A                     D
Without gettin' killed or caught
A           A/G#      F#m      F#m/E
   Down the road in a cloud of smoke
        Bm                E7
To some land that I ain't bought, bought, bought
         D                    E
If I can just get off of that L.A. Freeway
    A                     D
Without gettin' killed or caught

[Interlude]
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   Here's to you old skinny Dennis,   the only one I think I will miss
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   I can hear that old bass a-singin',   sweet and low like a gift you're bringin'
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   Play it for me one more time now,   got to give it all we can now
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   I believe every word you're sayin',   keep on, keep on playin'

         D                    E
If I can just get off of that L.A. Freeway
    A                     D
Without gettin' killed or caught
A           A/G#      F#m      F#m/E
   Down the road in a cloud of smoke
        Bm                E7
To some land that I ain't bought, bought, bought
         D                    E
If I can just get off of that L.A. Freeway
    A                     D
Without gettin' killed or caught

[Interlude]
A   A/G#   F#m   F#m/E   Bm   E

A                                    D
   Put the pink slip in the mailbox,   leave the key in the old front door lock
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   They'll find it likely as not,   with all the things that we have forgot
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   Oh, my lady don't you cry, babe,   love's a gift that's truly handmade
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   We got somethin' to believe in,   now don't you think it's time we're leavin'

         D                    E
If I can just get off of that L.A. Freeway
    A                     D
Without gettin' killed or caught
A           A/G#      F#m      F#m/E
   Down the road in a cloud of smoke
        Bm                E7
To some land that I ain't bought, bought, bought

         D                    E
If I can just get off of that L.A. Freeway
    A                     D
Without gettin' killed or caught
A           A/G#      F#m      F#m/E
   Down the road in a cloud of smoke
        Bm                E7
To some land that I ain't bought, bought, bought

         D                    E
If I can just get off of that L.A. Freeway
    A                     D
Without gettin' killed or caught

[Interlude]
A   A/G#   F#m   F#m/E   Bm   E

[Exit]
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