pack up all your dishes make note of all good wishes say goodby to the landlord for me that sum bitch has always bored me throw out them old la papers and that moldy box of vanilla wafers adios to all this concrete gonna get me some dirt road back street if i can just get off of that l a freeway without getting killed or caught down that road in a cloud of smoke for some land that i ain t bought bought bought if i can just get off of that l a freeway here s to you old skinny dennis only one i think i will miss i can hear your bassman singin sweet and low like a gift your bringin play it for me one more time now got to give it all we can now i beleive everything your saying just keep on keep on playing chorus put the pink slip in the mailbox leave the key in the old front door lock they will find it likely as not with all the things that we have forgot oh susanna now don t you cry babe love s a gift that s surely handmade we ve got something to believe in before you know it s time we re leavin chorus