Thank god for getting free
of thought heart and history
A long hard bomb
straight out of the mystery
Somewhere I never been
text me I'll meet ya
outside of El-Ay, Santa Clarita
Don't know a thing about it
what a relief
don't know a soul
Steal in like a thief
find me a room by a pool
and room service
let me write a quick line
how they don't deserve us
Let me write a postcard
wish you were here
Santa Clarita
my departure is near
what
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