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California, I Come
written by Meyer, Al Jolson and Buddy G. De Sylva
jack was sittin poker with bullets backed with bitches
neal at the wheel puttin everyone in stiches
braggin bout this nurse he while drivin through nebraska
and when she came she honked the horn and just 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
with her and those white shoes and a name tag and a hat
she like andy granatelli and knew how to fix a flat
and jack was almost at the bottom of his md 2020 was yellin
out the window tryin to buy some from a lincoln
full of mexicans left rear 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 neal just had to guess
should we try and find a bootleg route or a station open
the nurse was dumpin out her purse lookin for an and
was out of cigarettes we crossed the yellow line
the gas pumps looked like from here
felt lonelier than a lot when the last car pulls away
and the moonlight dressed the breasted foothills
in the mirror weaving outa and a black brassiere
the mercury was hot and almost out of gas
just florence nightingale dropped her drawers and
stuck her fat ass half way out of the window a
wilson tune
and shouted get a load of this and gave the to the moon

countin one eyed jacks and whistling in the car
neal was doin least a hundred when we saw a star
florence that neal would hold her stead of chewin
his cigar jack was out and dreamin he was in a bar
with parker on the bandstand not a worry in the world
and a glass of in one hand and his arm around a girl
and was singin to the nurse
underneath a moon
and somehow you could just tell we'd be in california