San Ber´dino Songtext / Lyric

She lives in Mojave in a Winnebago
His name is Bobby, he looks like a potato

She´s in love with a boy
From the rodeo
Who pulls the rope on the chute
When they let those suckers go

He got slobberin´ drunk at the Palomino
They give him thirty days in San Ber´dino

Well there´s fourty-four men
Stashed away in tank "C"
An´ there´s only one shower
But it don´t apply to Bobby

You might think they´re
Dumb an´ lonely
But you´re wrong
`Cause their love is strong
Stacked-up hair
An´ a cheap little ring
They don´t care
`Cause they don´t need a thing

Looka there...
They don´t care

Best-est way that
They can feel-o
Out on the highway
Rollin´ a wheel-o
He´s her Tootsie
She´s for real-o
Trailer park heaven
It´s a real good deal-o
Real good deal-o
Real good deal-o
Real good deal-o

The rest of their lives
In San Ber´dino
Gonna spend the rest of their lives
In San Ber´dino
The rest of their lives
In San Ber´dino
Come on with me
Come on with me
Come on with me
Down in San Ber´dino
Just 60 miles, 60 miles
Down the San Ber´dino freeway
They got some dark green air
An´ you can schoke all day
That´s right!
Gonna spend the rest of their lives
Rest of their lives
Rest of their lives
Say now,
Ain´t talkin´ `bout Fontana
Ain´t talkin´ `bout uh uh
Ain´t talkin´ `bout uh uh
Ain´t talkin´ `bout uh uh
Ain´t talkin´ `bout the Redlands, no no
ZULCH is the auto works
I´m tellin´ you
That´s where they take
All the cars that they hurt
Come on and let´s all go down to San Ber´dino
Ooo-ooo
Ooo-ooo
Ooo-ooo
Let´s-a go down down down
Down to San Ber´dino
Wouldja b´lieve it
San Ber´dino
San Ber´dino
(Got to call it)
San Ber´dino
(C´mere)
San Ber´dino
etc., etc., etc.
The rest of their lives
In San Ber´dino
Oh Bobby, I´m sorry you got a head like a potato
I really am