San Ber'dino Lyrics

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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's a slobberin' drunk at the Palomino
They give him thirty days in

Well there's forty-four men
Stashed away in tank "C"
An' there's only one shower
But it don't apply to Bobby

You may 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 it don't mean 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
Gonna spend the rest of their lives
In
The rest of their lives
In
Come on with me
Come on with me
Come on with me
Down in
Just 60 miles, 60 miles
Down the freeway
They got some dark green air
An' you can choke 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 telling you
That's where they take
All the cars that they hurt
Come on and let's all go down to
Ooo-ooo
Ooo-ooo
Ooo-ooo
Let's-a go down down down
Down in
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

Oh Bobby, I'm sorry you gotta head like a potato
I really am