It´s carbon and monoxide The Ole Detroit perfume And it hangs on the highways In the morning
And it lays you down by noon Oh Papa Hobo You can see that I´m dressed like a schoolboy But I feel like a clown It´s a natural reaction I learned In this basketball town
Sweep up I been sweeping up the tips I´ve made I been living on Gatorade Planning my getaway Detroit, Detroit Got a hell of a hockey team Got a left-handed way Of making a man sign up on that Automotive dream, oh yeah Oh Papa Papa Hobo
Could you slip me a ride Well, it´s just after breakfast I´m in the road And the weatherman lied
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