La Freeway

A   D   A   E

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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
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 me,   that son of bitch has always 
bored me
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   Throw out those L.A. papers,   
moldy box of vanilla wafers
A                              E
   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]
A   A/G#   F#m   F#m/E   Bm   E

A                                 
   Here's to you old skinny 
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Dennis,   the only one I think I 
will miss
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   I can hear that old bass 
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a-singin',   sweet and low like a 
gift you're bringin'
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A                                 
   Play it for me one more time 
   D
now,   got to give it all we can now
A                            
   I believe every word you're 
          E
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                                 
   Put the pink slip in the 
   D
mailbox,   leave the key in the old 
front door lock
A                                 
   They'll find it likely as not,   
E
with all the things that we have 
forgot
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   Oh, my lady don't you cry, 
  D
babe,   love's a gift that's truly 
handmade
A                                  
   We got somethin' to believe in,  
E
 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

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