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2004 Republican National Convention - Baby and the Boomer, You Can't Get There From Here
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ďYou Canít Get There From HereĒ
Copyright Maureen Condon 2004


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I was driving to Penn Station, heading West on 33rd, When abruptly, I recalled the dire warnings I had heard. There's a mighty big convention and the detour signs were clear: Oh, you can't get there from here!

Chorus:     No, you canít get there from here,
                Though your line of sight is clear.
                The roads are blocked and traffic's come full stop,
                All those honking horns and brake lights are screaming loud
                and clear:
                Oh, you canít get there from here!

'Bout a couple dozen traffic cops were pointing near and far: "Go left, go right, just turn around, or back up your darn car!" And before I knew it I was caught, on New York's biggest parking lot! I was trapped on FDR,

Chorus:     No, you canít get there from here,
                Though your line of sight is clear.
                The roads are blocked and traffic's come full stop,
                All those honking horns and brake lights are screaming loud
                and clear:
                Oh, you canít get there from here!

I went sneakin' down the breakdown lane, bookin' precious time, When the police up ahead forced me to squeeze back into line. Now there's a biker on my windshield, and a trucker up my rear, And I can't get there from here.

Chorus:     No, you canít get there from here,
                Though your line of sight is clear.
                The roads are blocked and traffic's come full stop,
                All those honking horns and brake lights are screaming loud
                and clear:
                Oh, you canít get there from here!

I was parked 3 hours on FDR, when my radiator burst, The trooper stuck beside me said: 'This jam-up is the worst!' Then he opened up his cooler and he handed me a beer, 'Cause we can't get there from here!

Chorus:     No, you canít get there from here,
                Though your line of sight is clear.
                The roads are blocked and traffic's come full stop,
                All those honking horns and brake lights are screaming loud
                and clear:
                Oh, you canít get there from here!

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