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I took three days to drive down one streetThe radio on, tuned to the big fleetInvisible planes are cracking the concreteThat's just what some people sayI put down my blanket on cigarette butt beachI saw the old man, he was doing okHe's making his last standOn old bottles and cans'round there, calistan wayUsed to be sixteen lanesUsed to be nuevo spainUsed to be juan wayneUsed to be mexicoUsed to be navajoUsed to be yippy-ay-i-don't knowWent in from the weather when I got wheezyI play some pachinko I play pachisiAnd st. anne is still making it breezyIn the valley of tar that once was l.a.And my best friend he's the king of karaokeHe struck up a chord and he took it awayOut of the panAnd into japan'round there, calistan wayUsed to be sixteen lanesUsed to be juan wayneUsed to mexicanUsed to be espano nuevoUsed to navajoUsed to be yippie-ay-i-don't know
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