28

SECOND FLOOR

6TH DOOR ON THE LEFT, DOOR 6,

2 HOURS

WHAT SHE WAS THINKING?

WHY SHE LEFT HER HOME

WHERE DID SHE GO?

BUS 28

WHAT SHE WAS THINKING?

WAITING...

HE KISS ME...

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If there’s a plane or a bus leaving dallas

I hope you’re on it

If there’s a train moving fast down the tracks

I hope you caught it

Cause I swear out there ain’t where you ought to be

So catch a ride, catch a cab

Don’t you know I miss you bad

But don’t you walk to me

Baby run, cut a path across the blue skies

Straight in a straight line

You can’t get here fast enough

and the truck and fire it up

Lean on the gas and off the clutch

Leave dallas in the dust

I need you in a rush

So baby run

If you ain’t got a suit case

Get a box or an old brown paper sack

And pack it light or pack it heavy

Take a truck, take a chevy

Baby just come back

There’s a shortcut to the highway out of town

Why don’t you take it

Don’t let that speed limit slow you down

Go on and break it

Baby run, cut a path across the blue skies

Straight in a straight line

You can’t get here fast enough

and the truck and fire it up

Lean on the gas and off the clutch

Leave dallas in the dust

I need you in a rush

So baby run

Baby run

Oh baby run

Baby run

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