Things to Do in Denver When You're Dead Page #10

# Oh #

# The rain was drivin'|but the Caddy kept on burnin' rubber #

# We kept on drivin' 'til we|ran into some fog cover #

# We couldn't see a thing|but somehow we just kept on goin' #

# We kept on drivin' all night long|and then into the morning #

# Fog, it finally lifted, When we looked|to see where we was at #

# We're starin' at a Colorado|State Policeman trooper cap #

# Go get out of Denver|Better go #

# Get out of Denver|Better go, go #

# Get out of Denver|Better go #

# Get out of Denver|'cause you look just like a commie #

# And you might just be|a member, baby #

# Get out of Denver|Better go #

# I called up my friend|Leroy on the phone #

# I said, buddy|I'm afraid to be alone #

# 'Cause I got some weird|ideas in my head #

# About things to do in Denver|when you're dead #

# You won't need a cab|to find a priest #

# Maybe you should find|a place to stay #

# Someplace where they never|change the sheets #

# And you just roll|around Denver all day #

# Well you won't need|a cab to find a priest #

# Maybe you should|find a place to stay #

# Someplace where they never|change the sheets #

# And you just roll|around Denver all day #

# You just roll|around Denver all day #o#

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