I think I've decoded the lyrics correctly for this let's make a run for it song. What do you think?

LA FREEWAY
(Words and music by Guy Clark © 1975 BMG Music Recorded on Old No. 1, SH-C-1030)

Pack up all your dishes,
Make note of all good wishes,
Say good-bye to the landlord for me,
Son-of-a-bitches always bore me;
Throw out them LA papers,
Moldy bags of vanilla wafers,
Adios to all this concrete,
Gonna get me some dirt road back street.

Chorus:

If I can just get off of this LA Freeway,
Without gettin' killed or caught,
I'll be down the road in a cloud of smoke
To some land I ain't bought, bought, bought.

Here's to you, old skinny Dennis,
The only one I think I will miss;
I can hear your basement singing,
Sweet and low with a guitar ringing;
Play it for me one more time now;
Got to give it all we can now;
I believe everything you're sayin',
Just keep on, keep on playin'. (CHO)

And you put the pink card in the mail box,
Leave the key in the front door lock,
They'll find it likely or not,
I'm sure there's something we have forgot;
Oh, Suzanna, don't you cry, babe,
Love's a gift that's surely handmade;
We've got something to believe in,
Don't you think it's time we're leavin'? (CHO)