From the recording Hard Dollar
Well I know we ain’t got no money babe but we’ve sure got plenty of time. Get your suntan lotion and your overnight bag and grab a couple things of mine. Seems like when it all adds up baby it won’t divide. That’s when you know you’ve got to slip on out and find a road that’s wide. All I know is I can’t stay and I wanna take you on a groovy little hippie getaway.
Well it seems I get the feeling every year about this time to close the shop and tell the mailman: “stop”, get in the car and drive. We could get down by the mountains or end up by the sea. Any which way you wanna get away baby it don’t really matter to me. All I know is I can’t stay and I wanna take you on a groovy little hippie getaway.
Well it would take long and we could be gone before the sun goes down. We’ll get the fax machines and cellular phones and drop ‘em outside of town. We’ll put sandals on and let our hair grow long. Livin’ off the fat of the land. You could sing along with the radio baby and I could be your number one fan. All I know is I can’t stay and wanna take you on a groovy little hippie getaway.