Текст песни New Frontier - Donald Fagen
Yes
we're
gonna
have
a
wingding
A
summer
smoker
underground
It's
just
a
dugout
that
my
dad
built
In
case
the
reds
decide
to
push
the
button
down
We've
got
provisions
and
lots
of
beer
The
key
word
is
survival
on
the
new
frontier
Introduce
me
to
that
big
blonde
She's
got
a
touch
of
Tuesday
Weld
She's
wearing
Ambush
and
a
French
twist
She's
got
us
wild
and
she
can
tell
She
loves
to
limbo,
that
much
is
clear
She's
got
the
right
dynamic
for
the
new
frontier
Well
I
can't
wait
till
I
move
to
the
city
Till
I
finally
make
up
my
mind
To
learn
design
and
study
overseas
Do
you
have
a
steady
boyfriend
Cause
honey
I've
been
watching
you
I
hear
you're
mad
about
Brubeck
I
like
your
eyes
I
like
him
too
He's
an
artist,
a
pioneer
We've
got
to
have
some
music
on
the
new
frontier
Well
I
can't
wait
till
I
move
to
the
city
Till
I
finally
make
up
my
mind
To
learn
design
and
study
overseas
Let's
pretend
that
it's
the
real
thing
And
stay
together
all
night
long
And
when
I
really
get
to
know
you
We'll
open
up
the
doors
and
climb
into
the
dawn
Confess
your
passion,
your
secret
fear
Prepare
to
meet
the
challenge
of
the
new
frontier
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