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

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

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