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“You Can’t Get There From Here” Copyright Maureen Condon 2004 Download Lyrics in PDF Format I was driving down to Boston, heading South on 93, When abruptly I remembered all those warnings on TV. There’s a mighty big convention and the detour signs were clear: Oh, you can’t get there from here! Chorus: No, you can’t get there from here, Though your line of sight is clear. The highway’s blocked and traffic’s come full stop, And an endless sea of brake lights is screaming loud and clear: Oh, you can’t get there from here! ‘Bout a half a dozen traffic cops were pointing out the way: “Go left, go right, straight down that ramp - we swear you won’t be late!” And before I knew it I was caught, on Boston’s biggest parking lot! I was on One Twenty-Eight, Chorus: No, you can’t get there from here, Though your line of sight is clear. The highway’s blocked and traffic’s come full stop, And an endless sea of brake lights is screaming loud and clear: Oh, you can’t get there from here! I went sneakin’ down the breakdown lane, bookin’ precious time, When that trooper up ahead forced me to squeeze back into line. Now there’s a biker on my windshield, and a trucker up my rear, And I can’t get there from here. Chorus: No, you can’t get there from here, Though your line of sight is clear. The highway’s blocked and traffic’s come full stop, And an endless sea of brake lights is screaming loud and clear: Oh, you can’t get there from here! I was parked 3 hours on the Pike, when my radiator burst, The trooper stuck beside me said this jam-up is the worst! Then he opened up his cooler and he handed me a beer, ‘Cause we can’t get there from here! Chorus: No, you can’t get there from here, Though your line of sight is clear. The highway’s blocked and traffic’s come full stop, And an endless sea of brake lights is screaming loud and clear: Oh, you can’t get there from here! |
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