Текст песни Dodge Aries Wagon - Ron Pope

Money gets spent, children grow old
Summer′s too hot, love runs cold
It's a bitter pill to swallow, trust me I know
I′ve been almost everywhere you're gonna go
Drove a nineteen eighty three Dodge Aries wagon with no AC
Down that old New York thruway on our way back to the Garden State
Baby brother not old enough to shave
But he was rolling up a joint as Springsteen played
Takes one to know one and I know you
So don't do anything that I would do
Don′t play dumb to comfort fools
Prove it to yourself, that′s all you gotta do
Ride your own train of thought to the end of the line
What's the point of being loved if you′ve gotta live a lie?
Drove a nineteen eighty three Dodge Aries wagon with no AC
Down that old New York thruway on our way back to the Garden State
Baby brother not old enough to shave
But he was rolling up a joint as Springsteen played
Takes one to know one and I know you
So don't do anything that I would do
Why follow the leader? Best to lead yourself
It′s an eye for an eye, but a cold day in Hell
When you're not better off turning the other cheek
Don′t bring a knife to a dogfight, 'cause then everybody bleeds
Drove a nineteen eighty three Dodge Aries wagon with no AC
Down that old New York thruway on our way back to the Garden State
Baby brother not old enough to shave
But he was rolling up a joint as Springsteen played
Takes one to know one and I know you
So don't do anything that I would do