Georgie On The Freeways

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The summer sun was beating down, 
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no pity would it show.
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George Chesters office air 
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conditioner would no longer go.
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As pools of sweat rolled off his 
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brow he had one reverie.
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He saw himself with his wife and 
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kids in his cottage by the sea.

[Verse 2]
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He paid for his car at the parking
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 lot which gave the poor man chills.
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The attendant laughed and walked 
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away thumbing a roll of bills.
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He started the engine with 
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trembling hands at the end of a 
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long, hard day.
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And placing himself in the hands 
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of God he drove to the long freeway.

[Verse 3]
Continúa después del anuncio
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The traffic stretched far as the 
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eye could see as bumper to bumper 
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they sped.
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They drove at supernatural speed, 
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which filled his heart with dread.
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Sometimes they stopped for an 
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hour or more and a thousand horns 
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would blow.
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George Chester's eyes rolled back 
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in his head and his poor brain 
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started to go.

[Verse 4]
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He came at last to the turnpike 
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gate and he laid his money down.
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He took the first turn to the 
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right and he followed the curve 
around.
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He took each bend of the 
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cloverleaf, he followed every sign.
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And when he came back to the same
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 tollgate, he gave them another 
dime.

[Verse 5]
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His hands were tight on the 
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steering wheel, his lips and throat 
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were dry.
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He swore by all that he held dear
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 he'd make it through or die.
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He took the first turn to the 
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right the cloverleaf to go through.
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He was quite sure of his success 
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'til the tollgate hove in view.

[Verse 6]
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And now they say when the Moon is 
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full and the cloverleaf is still,
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The sound of an engine can be 
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heard labouring up the hill.
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A dime drops in the toll machine 
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in the cool of a summer's night,
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And eternally that poor car takes 
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the first turn to the right.