| I still remember it was autumn and the moon was shining
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| Our 60 Cadillac was roaring through Nebraska whining
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| Doing 120 man the fields was bending over
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| Heading out for the mountains knowing we was traveling further
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| All the fires were blazing and the spinning wheels were turning turning
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| Had my girl beside me, brother, brother, she was burning burning
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| Up walked a Baptist preachin' southern funky school teacher
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| She had a line on something heavy but we couldn’t reach her
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| We told her that we needed something that would get us going
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| She pulled out all she had and laid it on the counter showing
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| All I had to do was lay my money down and pick it up The cops came busting in and then we lit out in a pickup truck
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| Go! |
| Get out of Denver, better, go Get out of Denver, better, go,
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| Get out of Denver, better, go Cause you look just like a commie
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| And you might just be a member
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| Get out of Denver
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| Get out of Denver
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| Well, red lights were flashing and the sirens were a-screaming screaming
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| We had to pinch each other just to see if we were dreaming
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| Made it to Loveland Pass in under less than half an hour
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| Lord, it started drizzling and it turned into a thundershower
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| The rain was driving but the Caddy kept on burning rubber
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| We kept on driving till we ran into some fog cover
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| We couldn’t see a thing but somehow we just kept on going
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| We kept on driving all night long and then into the morning fog
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| It finally lifted when we looked to see where we was at We’re staring at a Colorado state policeman trooper cat
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| Go! |
| Get out of Denver, better, go Get out of Denver, better, go,
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| Get out of Denver, better, go Cause you look just like a commie
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| And you might just be a member
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| Get out of Denver
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| Get out of Denver
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| Go! |
| Get out of Denver, better, go Get out of Denver, better, go,
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| Get out of Denver, better, go Cause you look just like a commie
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| And you might just be a member
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| Get out of Denver
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| Better go! |