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California, I Come
written by Joseph Meyer, Al and Buddy G. De Sylva
jack was sittin faced with bullets backed with bitches
neal at the wheel puttin everyone in stiches
bout this nurse he screwed while drivin through nebraska
and when she came she honked the and neal just barely missed a
truck and then he asked her if she'd like to like that to californy
see a red head in a uniform will always get you
with her hairnet and those white shoes and a tag and a hat
she drove like granatelli and knew how to fix a flat
and jack was almost at the bottom of his md 2020 was yellin
out the tryin to buy some bennies from a lincoln
full of mexicans whose 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 neal just had to guess
should we try and find a bootleg route or a station open
the nurse was dumpin out her purse for an envelope and
jack was out of cigarettes we crossed the line
the gas pumps looked tombstones from here
felt lonelier than a parking lot when the last car pulls
and the dressed the double breasted foothills
in the weaving outa negligee and a black brassiere
the mercury was hot and almost out of gas
then florence nightingale dropped her drawers and
stuck her fat ass half way out of the with a
wilson pickett
and shouted get a of this and gave the finger to the moon

countin one eyed jacks and dixie in the car
neal was doin a hundred when we saw a fallin star
florence wished that neal hold her stead of chewin
his cigar jack was out and dreamin he was in a bar
with charlie on the bandstand not a worry in the world
and a of beer in one hand and his arm around a girl
and neal was singin to the
a harlem moon
and somehow you could just tell be in california soon