isaac chotiner: but you only lost four players to expansion, the rest were free agents, correct?
hirschfeld: well no, you see,
isaac chotiner: but you only lost four players to expansion, the rest were free agents, correct?
hirschfeld: well no, you see,
I'm thinking that we just might
Fly away to someplace
They don't know
Who we are
Now I'm riding shotgun in your car
We drive through the city like explorers going sixty-five
Blowing hair flying 'cross your face
We left on Friday; now it's Saturday
You are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
I'm thinking that we just might
Fly away to someplace
They don't know
Who we are
Now I'm riding shotgun in your car
We drive through the city like explorers going sixty-five
Blowing hair flying 'cross your face
We left on Friday; now it's Saturday