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I took three days to drive down one street The radio on, tuned to the big fleet Invisible planes are cracking the concrete That`s just what some people say I put down my blanket on Cigarette Butt Beach I saw the old man, he was doing OK He`s making his last stand On old bottles and cans Round there, Calistan way Used to be sixteen lanes Used to be Nuevo Spain Used to be Juan Wayne Used to be Mexico Used to be Navajo Used to be yippy-ay-I-don`t know Went in from the weather when I got wheezy I play some pachinko I play pachisi And St. Anne is still making be breezy In the valley of tar that once was L.A. And my best friend he`s the king of karaoke He struck up a chord and he took it away Out of the pan, and into Japan Round there, Calistan way Used to be sixteen lanes Used to be Juan Wayne Used to be Mexican Used to be Espano Nuevo Used to be Navajo Used to be yippy-ay-I-don`t know Get This Ringtone

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