Well, they say that Santa Fe is less than ninety miles away
And I got time to roll a number and rent a car
Oh, Albuquerque

I've been flyin' down the road, and I've been starvin' to be alone
And independent from the scene that I've known
Albuquerque

So I'll stop when I can, find some fried eggs and country ham
I'll find somewhere where they don't care who I am
Oh, Albuquerque
Albuquerque

Bubble And Star
Here's Where The Guitars Come in

Said you knew when we first smoked that
I don't wanna get high just yet
Going off some other day but
You still don't have much luck

Ride around when there's something to do
I just wanna hang around you
Stick around if you don't care 'bout that
Southside is where I'm at

You're really gonna throw it away
It hasn't been this good for days
Now I feel it
You're leaving me nothing to trace
You're really gonna throw it away