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

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

the nurse had spilled the manoshevitz all up and down her dress
then she lit the map on fire neal had to guess
should we try and a bootleg route or a fillin station open
the nurse was dumpin out her purse lookin for an and
jack was out of we crossed the yellow line
the gas pumps looked like tombstones here
felt lonelier a parking lot when the last car pulls away
and the moonlight dressed the breasted foothills
in the weaving 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
pickett tune
and get a load of this and gave the finger to the moon

one eyed jacks and whistling dixie in the car
neal was doin a hundred when we saw a fallin star
wished that neal would hold her stead of chewin
his jack was noddin out and dreamin he was in a bar
charlie parker on the bandstand not a worry 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 just tell we'd be in california soon