Lyrics
Mexican
blanket
on
the
front
seat
It's
old
to
you,
but
it's
new
to
me
Pick
me
up
at
the
Roosevelt
Windows
down,
a
two-door
suits
you
well
Boy
grows
up
in
the
Soo
Mom
and
Dad
sure
loved
you
Hockey
kid,
weekends
at
the
rink
You
love
the
Leafs
even
though
they
stink
And
you're
driving
your
little
red
Ranger
all
over
LA
Someday
soon,
you're
gonna
call
home
to
tell
us
that
you're
gonna
stay
Bird
in
a
tree,
if
you
look
away
you
miss
the
chance
to
see
it
fly
away
You
never
met
a
pair
of
jeans
That
didn't
fit
you
perfectly
Oh,
you're
playing
in
a
band,
and
you
sure
can
drink
Long
brown
hair,
your
girl
seems
so
sweet
But
you'll
always
be
that
boy
lacing
his
skates
You
miss
every
shot
you
never
take
Big
old
smile,
you
got
a
heart
of
gold
Channeling
the
spirit
of
Rick
Danko's
ghost
And
you're
driving
your
little
red
Ranger
all
over
LA
Someday
soon,
you're
gonna
call
home
to
tell
us
that
you're
gonna
stay
Bird
in
a
tree,
if
you
look
away
you
miss
the
chance
to
see
it
fly
away
Driving
your
little
red
Ranger
all
over
LA
Someday
soon,
you're
gonna
call
home
to
tell
us
that
you're
gonna
stay
Bird
in
a
tree,
if
you
look
away
you
miss
the
chance
to
see
it
fly
away
Live
by
the
ocean,
have
a
beautiful
life
The
Leafs
still
suck
at
playoff
time
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