Lyrics:

I know we made plans to meet in Spokane
But the way I make plans, you gotta take it with a grain of salt
Got jammed in Alabama and I was trying to get all of it resolved
I'm sure it seems like its a perfect fit
But trust me, man, cause Ive been up in it
And at dawn I had to crawl back home through the quicksilver sprawl
To tell the truth, if I were you, Id rather sleep over than telecommute
Cause when youre in the same room
I think we make a much better connection

Hemingway at Cafe Select
Donna Summer in the discotheque
Once you get good, you can get it wherever you are
Sloppy city in the upper deck
Trippin hard on the self neglect
Now let me hold the money, cause he wants you to wait in the car

Sorry Im late, I got caught in a mosh
With this dude that said he used to play with Peter Tosh
But he never brought it up again once I said, man, I dont believe you
And I looked over this great expanse
And I saw some kid pissin on his parachute pants
And in one split second I figured out that he was one of your crew
The amphetamines did what the amphetamines do
And she was chewing through her cheek at the National Zoo
And the dress she was wearing made a nice case for natural selection

Hold Steady at the Comfort Inn
Mick Jaggers at the Mandarin
Once you get good, you can get it wherever you are

Notify the next of kin
Mariel Hemingway with perfect skin
And some creep with a camera who said hes gonna make you a star
You gotta wait in the car

Once upon a time I had a meeting with a man in a mansion
He pulled a few strings just to demonstrate how its all connected

Disseminating from a central source
Hemingway on the Ketchum porch
Once you get good, you can get it wherever you are

So hit me back when its back in style
Star 18 on the rotary dial
And let me hold the money cause he wants you to wait in the car

You gotta wait in the car
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