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

California, I Come
written by Meyer, Al Jolson and Buddy G. De Sylva
was sittin poker faced with bullets backed with bitches
neal hunched at the wheel everyone in stiches
braggin bout this nurse he while drivin through nebraska
and when she came she honked the horn and neal barely missed a
truck and then he asked her if she'd to come like that to californy
see a red head in a uniform always get you horny
with her hairnet and those white and a name tag and a hat
she drove like andy granatelli and 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 whose left tire blowed and the sonsobitches
prit almost ran off the road

the nurse had spilled the manoshevitz 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 station open
the nurse was dumpin out her lookin for an envelope and
jack was out of cigarettes we crossed the line
the gas pumps looked like from here
felt lonelier a parking lot when the last car pulls away
and the moonlight the double breasted 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
pickett tune
and shouted get a load of this and gave the to the moon

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