Frank Zappa - San Ber'dino lyrics
Frank Vincent Zappa [Baltimore, Maryland, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Frank Zappa - San Ber'dino lyrics]
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 forty-four men
Stashed away in tank "see"
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 San Ber'dino
Gonna spend the rest of their lives
In San Ber'dino
Gonna spend the rest of their lives down
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 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 San Ber'dino
Ooo ooo ooo ooo
Ooo ooo let's-a go down down down
Down in San Ber'dino wouldja be'lieve it
Wouldja be'lieve it san Ber'dino
San Ber'dino (got to call it)
San Ber'dino (C'mere)
San Ber'dino the rest of their lives
In San Ber'dino oh Bobby
I'm sorry you gotta head like a potato
I really am
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 forty-four men
Stashed away in tank "see"
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 San Ber'dino
Gonna spend the rest of their lives
In San Ber'dino
Gonna spend the rest of their lives down
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 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 San Ber'dino
Ooo ooo ooo ooo
Ooo ooo let's-a go down down down
Down in San Ber'dino wouldja be'lieve it
Wouldja be'lieve it san Ber'dino
San Ber'dino (got to call it)
San Ber'dino (C'mere)
San Ber'dino the rest of their lives
In San Ber'dino oh Bobby
I'm sorry you gotta head like a potato
I really am