San Ber'dino

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
(Yeah-hey suckers)

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 C
And there's only one shower
But it don't apply to Bobby

Well you might think they're
Dumb and lonely
But you're wrong
'Cause their love is strong
Stacked-up hair
And 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
Real good deal-o

Dum dum

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 to San Ber'dino

Just sixty miles, sixty 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 get 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

Oh Bobby
I'm sorry you got a head like a potato
I really am
Get ya