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On a hot summer night if there's nothing to do

There's a place near the park and Woodbine Avenue

And as the sun goes down

The cars pull into the dead end

The radios are blastin'. Bucky's always laughin'

Everybody's talking 'bout some place they're gonna be

And if misery needs company

It can always find a friend in the dead end.

Ingesting magic potions. Chasing with JD

Where we can forget about tomorrow

Where we don't need to be free

To get high enough

To see beyond the place I know I'll be

When I wake up again in the dead end

There must be a road that leads out of here

I don't know where it goes and I don't really care

'Cause I got the car

If you got the money to spend

I'll meet you after work in the dead end.