Lyrics:
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Driving on that cross-town freeway hoping she might find
A whole lot more waiting up ahead than what she left behind
Living upstairs, downtown
you've dated, man
But you ain't lived 'til you've had your tires rotated
By a red headed woman
A red headed woman
It takes a red headed woman
To get
I've been rollin' on the freeway
I've been riding 85
I've been thinking way too much
And I'm way too gone to drive
I got anger in my chest
I got
still looking for a freeway
She hears the sound of distant planes across the sky
She catches fleeting glimpse of fading red tail lights
Into tomorrow
I was looking for a change of scene
You were looking at a magazine
It was red carpets and limousines
And the grass seemed so much greener
All we
Here it comes, Here it comes,
I can feel the hills exploding
Exploding gracefully
Burning up the freeway
Here it comes
Grass is green
Here it comes, Here it comes,
I can feel the hills exploding
Exploding gracefully
Burning up the freeway
Here it comes
Grass is green
(Come on)
Monday, hard to wake up
Fill my coffee cup, I'm out the door
Yeah, the freeway, standing still today
Is gonna make me late and that's
the old laughing lady dropped by to call
And when she leaves, she leaves nothing at all
See the drunkard of the village falling on the street
Can't
You thought I was rich
And I am but not how you think
I live in a Tudor house
Under the freeway in Mar Vista by the beach
When you call I take my
haunted by the mystery,
The mystey of red.
Red knocks 'em dead,
Some like it hot, I like it red.
Red is my lover, got it covered
Red is my number,
by the mystery
The mystery of red
Red knocks 'em dead
Some like it hot, I like it red
Red is my lover, got it covered
Red is my number, sure
[Originally by The Police]
Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don't have to sell your body to the night
Roxanne
(Come on)
Monday, hard to wake up
Fill my coffee cup, I'm out the door
Yeah, the freeway, standing still today
Is gonna make me late and that's
by street but not the freeway
Turn that trick to make a little leeway
Beat that nic, but not the way that we play
Dogtown, blood bath
Rib cage,
by one
And now I've got a driver
Who chooses the high road
She don't use me for scraps
Or throw my ass back
When I hit potholes
And I'm
cheap
Hey, you'll give 'em for free
But I cleaned all my pistons
I'm running on 91
And I'm piecing myself
Back off the shelf
One by one
And now
He lay his blanket underneath the freeway
As the evening sky grew dark
Took a sniff of toncho from his coke can
And headed through Balboa Park
can feel your body shaking
I, I will meet you where the waves are breaking
Baby, it's a Red Flag Day
Baby, let's get in the water
Taken out by
The freeway is jammed and it's backed up for miles
The car is an oven and baking is wild
Nothing is ever the way it should be
What we deserve we
we goin', you gon' ride
I just want you by my side
Always stay fly like a PJ (yeah)
We ball whenever we say
Blowin' down on the freeway
(Gotta live
The freeway is jammed and it's backed up for miles
The car is an oven and baking is wild
Nothing is ever the way it should be
What we deserve we
happy with you by my side
If I could forget her, but it's my pride
Yes it is, yes it is
Oh, yes it is, yeah
Please don't wear red tonight
This is
Someone's taking over
And it look like they're aiming
Right at you
Someone said we'll be dead by morning
Someone cries leaving
Red eyes at night (red
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