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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 hunched at the puttin everyone in stiches
braggin bout this he screwed 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 like to come 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 granatelli and knew how to fix a flat
and jack was almost at the bottom of his md 2020 neal was
out the tryin to buy some bennies from a lincoln
full of mexicans whose left tire blowed and the sonsobitches
prit near ran off the road

well the nurse had spilled the manoshevitz all up and down her
then she lit the map on neal just had to guess
should we try and find a bootleg or a fillin station open
the nurse was dumpin out her purse for an envelope and
jack was out of cigarettes we crossed the line
the gas looked like tombstones from here
felt than a parking lot when the last car pulls away
and the dressed the double breasted foothills
in the weaving outa negligee and a black brassiere
the was runnin hot and almost out of gas
just florence nightingale dropped her drawers and
stuck her fat ass way out of the window with a
pickett tune
and shouted get a load of this and the finger to the moon

countin one eyed jacks and whistling 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 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 to the nurse
underneath a harlem
and somehow you just tell we'd be in california soon