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

California, I Come
by Joseph Meyer, Al Jolson and Buddy G. De Sylva
jack was sittin poker faced with bullets backed 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 just missed a
truck and then he asked her if she'd like to come like that to
see a red in a uniform will always get you horny
with her hairnet and those shoes and a name tag and a hat
she drove andy granatelli 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 whose left rear tire blowed and the sonsobitches
prit near almost ran off the

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

countin one eyed jacks and whistling 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 glass of in one hand and his arm around a girl
and neal was to the nurse
underneath a harlem
and somehow you could just tell be in california soon