Luyện nghe bài hát Medley: Jack & Neal/california, Here I Come

California, I Come
written by Meyer, Al Jolson and Buddy G. De Sylva
jack was poker faced with bullets backed with bitches
neal hunched at the wheel everyone in stiches
braggin this nurse he screwed while drivin through nebraska
and when she came she honked the and neal just barely missed a
truck and he asked her if she'd like to come like that to californy
see a red in a uniform will always get you horny
with her hairnet and those shoes and a name tag and a hat
she drove andy granatelli and knew how to fix a flat
and jack was at the bottom of his md 2020 neal was yellin
out the window tryin to buy some bennies a lincoln
full of mexicans left rear tire blowed and the sonsobitches
prit near almost ran off the

well the nurse had spilled the manoshevitz all up and her dress
then she lit the map on fire just had to guess
we try and find a bootleg route or a fillin station open
the was dumpin out her purse lookin for an envelope and
jack was out of cigarettes we the yellow line
the gas pumps looked tombstones from here
felt lonelier a parking lot when the last car pulls away
and the moonlight dressed the double foothills
in the mirror weaving outa negligee and a brassiere
the was runnin hot and almost out of gas
just florence nightingale dropped her drawers and
stuck her fat ass half way out of the with a
wilson pickett
and get a load of this and gave the finger to the moon

countin one jacks and whistling dixie in the car
was doin least a hundred when we saw a fallin star
florence wished that neal would hold her stead of
his jack was noddin out and dreamin he was in a bar
with charlie on the bandstand not a worry in the world
and a glass of beer in one hand and his arm around a
and neal was singin to the
underneath a moon
and somehow you could just tell we'd be in california