Baby, what do you say we just get lost
Leave this one horse town like two rebels without a cause
I've got people in Boston, ain't your daddy still in Des Moines?
We can pack up tomorrow - tonight lets flip a coin

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Heads Carolina, tails California
Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer
Up in the mountains, down by the ocean
Where it don't matter as long as we're going
Somewhere together, I've got a quarter
Heads Carolina, tails California

We can throw what we own in the back of a U-Haul van
Couple modern day Moses, searching for the Promised Land
We can go four hundred miles before we stop for gas
We can drive for a day, and then we'll take a look at the map

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We're gonna get outta here if we gotta ride a greyhound bus
We're bound to out run the bad luck that’s trailing us

(Chorus fades into end)