Lyrics San Ber'dino (Live) - Frank Zappa

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 ropes on the chute
When they let those suckers go
He got slobberin' drunk at the Palomino
They give him 30 days in San Ber'dino
Well there's 44 men stashed away in Tank C
And there's only one shower but it don't apply to Bobby
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
Looky there
They don't care
Best-est way that they can feel-o
Out on the highway rollin' a wheel-o
She's her Tootsie
He'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
Spend the rest of their lives in San Ber'dino
The rest of their lives out 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
And you can choke all day
Gonna spend the rest of their lives
The rest of their lives
The rest of their lives down in San Ber'dino
Ain't talkin' 'bout Montana
Ain't talkin' 'bout, ooh, ooh
Ain't talkin' 'bout, oh, oh
Ain't talkin' 'bout, ooh, ooh
Ain't talkin' 'bout the Redlands, no, no
Soul 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
Would you believe it?
Would you believe it?
Let's all go down to San Ber'dino
San Ber'dino
San Ber'dino
San Ber'dino
San Ber'dino
San Ber'dino
San Ber'dino
San Ber'dino
San Ber'dino
Way down, down in San Ber'dino
Oh Bobby, I'm sorry you got a head like a potato
I really am
Patrick, Adrian, Tommy, Timmy, Peter
And thank you
Goodnight