California (Take 1, Solo Acoustic)

[Verse 1]

I'm goin' down south

'Neath the borderline

I'm goin' down south

'Neath the borderline

Some fat momma

Kissed my mouth one time

[Verse 2]

Well, I knew it this morning

Without a shadow of doubt

I knew it this morning

Without a shadow of doubt

My suitcase is packed

My clothes are hangin' out

[Verse 3]

San Francisco is fine

You sure get lots of sun

San Francisco is fine

You sure get lots of sun

But I'm used to four seasons

California's got but one

[Harmonica solo]

[Verse 4]

Well, I got my dark sunglasses

I got for good luck my black tooth

I got my dark sunglasses

And for good luck I got my black tooth

Don't ask me nothin' about nothin'

I just might tell you the truth