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letra de san ber'dino (rough mix iii) - frank zappa & the mothers of invention

[spoken word intro]
kerry: one, two, three, four…

[verse 1]
she lives in mojave in a winnebago
his name is bobby, he looks like a potato

[refrain 1]
she’s in love with a boy
from the rodeo
who pulls the rope on the chute
when they let those suckers go
(yeah-hey! suckers!)

[verse 2]
he got slobberin’ drunk at the palomino
they give him thirty days in san ber’dino

[refrain 2]
well there’s forty-four men
stashed away in tank “c”
an’ there’s only one shower
but it don’t apply to bobby

[bridge]
well, 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 it don’t mean a thing
looka there, they don’t care
[instrumental break 2:17–3:40]
[harmonica solo: captain beefheart]
[guitar solo: frank zappa]

[pre-chorus]
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, real good deal-o

[chorus]
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 to 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 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? wouldja b’lieve it, now? come on
san ber’dino, san ber’dino
san ber’dino (got to call it), san ber’dino (c’mere)
san ber’dino, san ber’dino
san ber’dino, san ber’dino
(oh, god, they all stay there)
the rest of their lives in san ber’dino
[outro]
oh bobby, i’m sorry you got a head like a potato
i really am (get ya!)

- frank zappa the mothers of invention

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