San Ber'dino

Frank zappa (guitar, vocals) George duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals) Napoleon murphy brock (flute, tenor saxophone, vocals) Chester thompson (drums) Tom fowler (ba*s) Ruth underwood (vibes, marimba, percussion) Bloodshot rollin' red (harmonica) Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals) 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 s*ckers go He's a 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" 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 The rest of their lives 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 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 san ber'dino Oh bobby, I'm sorry you gotta head like a potato I really am