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meet me on Route 66
Running away from dullness
Sneak riding without a helmet
Not caring about state rules
Loving my hair blowing behind me
Traveling west on Route 66
Because it has a lyrical feeling
And it travels through so many states
Wanting to be young one last time
Left my phone at home along with a note
And my pots, pans, and brooms
My husband will not be surprised
He met me on Route 66
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Caren Krutsinger
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