We drove like hunted deer
On auto-pilot with fear in the tank
We searched for night riders on dot coms
Thought we'd fare better in Chicago
We made good time at night
Cause we had a burnt out pilot light
It was all downhill at the state line
How could it get better in Chicago?
Plaster the net with a fast sale
1979 Winnebago
We'd give it all up for a little luck like at bingo
We'd give it all up for a little luck like at bingo
Off the pilot with fear in the tank
With fear in the bank
Plaster the net with a fast sale
1979 Winnebago
We drove like hunted deer
On auto-pilot with fear in the tank
We searched for night riders on dot coms
Thought we'd fare better in Chicago
The Chesterfield Chronicles - Russian Bingo Lyrics
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We drove like hunted deer
On auto-pilot with fear in the tank
We searched for night riders on dot coms
Thought we'd fare better in Chicago
We made good time at night
Cause we had a burnt out pilot light
It was all downhill at the state line
How could it get better in Chicago?
Plaster the net with a fast sale
1979 Winnebago
We'd give it all up for a little luck like at bingo
We'd give it all up for a little luck like at bingo
Off the pilot with fear in the tank
With fear in the bank
Plaster the net with a fast sale
1979 Winnebago
We drove like hunted deer
On auto-pilot with fear in the tank
We searched for night riders on dot coms
Thought we'd fare better in Chicago
On auto-pilot with fear in the tank
We searched for night riders on dot coms
Thought we'd fare better in Chicago
We made good time at night
Cause we had a burnt out pilot light
It was all downhill at the state line
How could it get better in Chicago?
Plaster the net with a fast sale
1979 Winnebago
We'd give it all up for a little luck like at bingo
We'd give it all up for a little luck like at bingo
Off the pilot with fear in the tank
With fear in the bank
Plaster the net with a fast sale
1979 Winnebago
We drove like hunted deer
On auto-pilot with fear in the tank
We searched for night riders on dot coms
Thought we'd fare better in Chicago
Writer: Evan Phoenix
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