Rubber Soul Memories
Back seat of a '56 Chevy
White with baby blue trim
Cruising out of El Paso town
Headed to the City of Angels
She’s fast asleep on my lap
Glorious western sunrise
Static, crackling AM station
Day Tripper on the radio
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