Jerry Goldsmith Follow

Make note of all good wishes
Say goodbye to the landlord for me
Son's 'bitch has always bored me

Throw out those L.A. papers
And that moldy box of vanilla wafers
Adios to all this concrete
Gonna get me some dirt road back street

If I can just get off of that L.A. freeway
Without gettin' killed or caught
Down the road in a cloud of smoke
For some land that I ain't bought, bought, bought
If I just get off of that L.A. freeway
Without gettin' killed or caught

Here's to you, Old Skinny Dennis
Only one, I think, I will miss
I can hear your bass men singin'
Sweet and low like a gift you're bringin'

Play it for me one more time now
Got to give it all we can now
I believe every word you're sayin'
Just keep on keep on playin'

If I can just get off of that L.A. freeway
Without gettin' killed or caught
Down the road in a cloud of smoke
For some land that I ain't bought, bought, bought
If I just get off of that L.A. freeway
Without gettin' killed or caught

Put the pink slip in the mailbox
Leave the key in the old front door lock
They will find it likely as not
With all the things that we have forgot

My lady, now don't you cry, hey
Love's a gift that's surely handmade
We've got something to believe in
Now, don't you think it's time? We're leavin'

If I can just get off of that L.A. freeway
Without gettin' killed or caught
Down the road in a cloud of smoke
For some land that I ain't bought, bought, bought

If I just get off of that L.A. freeway
Without gettin' killed or caught
Down the road in a cloud of smoke
For some land I ain't bought, bought, bought
If I just get off of that L.A. freeway
Without gettin' killed or caught

Make note of all good wishes
Say goodbye to the landlord for me