I still remember it was autumn and the moon was shining My '60 Cadillac was rolling through Nebraska whining Doing a hundred twenty, man, the fields are bending over Heading out to ??? we was travelling further All the pipes was blazing and the spinning wheels were turning turning My girl beside me, brother brother, she was burning burning
We got hooked up with a Baptist southern funky soul teacher She had a line on something heavy but we couldn't reach her We told her that we needed something that could get us going She pulled out all she had and laid it on the counter showing All I had to do was lay my money down and pick it up Yes how was she needed man we lit out in a pickup truck
Go! Get out of Denver, baby go Get out of Denver, baby go Get out of Denver, baby go Well you're looking like a Commie and you might just be a member You better get out, baby Yeah baby
Well the red lights flashing and the sirens were screaming screaming We had to pinch each other just to see if we was dreaming Made it to Loveland pass in under less than half an hour Lord it started drizzling and it turned into a thundershower
Well the rain kept dropping but the Caddy kept on burning rubber We kept on driving till we ran into some fog cover Couldn't see a thing, somehow we just kept on, kept on going We drove all night long and then into the early morning Fog finally lifted when we looked to see where we were Staring at a Colorado state policeman trooper cat
Go! Get out of Denver, baby go Get out of Denver, baby go Get out of Denver, baby go Man you look just like a Commie and you might just be a member Baby, get out of Denver, baby Get out of Denver, baby Get out of Denver, baby Get out of Denver, baby
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Steve, you look just like a Commie and you might just be a member Get out of Denver, babyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
