[Verse 1]

Pack up all your dishes

Make note of all good wishes

Say goodbye to the landlord for me

Sum'bitch has always bored me

Throw out them old L.A. papers

The moldy box of vanilla wafers

Adios to all this concrete

Gonna get me some dirt road back streets

[Chorus]

If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway

Without getting killed or caught

I’ll be down the road in a cloud of smoke

To some land I ain't bought, bought, bought

[Verse 2]

And it's, here’s to you old Skinny Dennis

Only one I think I will miss

I can hear your old bass man singing

Sweet and low like a gift your bringing

Play it for me one more time now

Gotta give it all we can now

I believe every word you're saying

Just keep on, keep on playing

[Chorus]

If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway

Without getting killed or caught

I'll be down the road in a cloud of smoke

To some land I ain't bought, bought, bought

[Verse 3]

And then put the pink card in the mailbox

Leave the key in the old front door lock

They will find it likely as not

I'm sure there's somethin' we have forgot

Oh Susanna, don't you cry, babe

Love’s a gift that’s surely handmade

We got somethin' to believe in

Don’t you think it's time we're leavin?

[Chorus]

If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway

Without getting killed or caught

I'll be down the road in a cloud of smoke

To some land I ain’t bought, bought, bought

If I can just get off this L.A. freeway

Without getting killed or caught

[Outro]

Pack up all your dishes

Make note of all good wishes

Say goodbye to the landlord for me

Sum'bitch has always bored me