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Medley: Jack & Neal/California Here I Come 

Jack was sitting poker faced with bullets backed with bitches

Neal hunched at the wheel putting everyone in stitches

Bragging about some nurse he screwed while driving through Nebraska

And when she came, she honked the horn and Neal just barely missed a truck

And then he asked her if she'd like to cum like that to California

You see a redhead in a uniform will always get you horny

Yeah and with her hairnet and those white shoes and a name tag and a hat

She drove like Andy Granatelli and knew how to fix a flat

And Jack was almost at the bottom of his MD 2020

Neal was yelling out the window trying to buy some bennies

From a Lincoln full of Mexicans and the left rear tire blowed

And the sons of bitches pretty near almost ran us off the road

And while the nurse had spilled the Maneshewitz all up and down her dress

And then she lit the map on fire and Neal just had to guess

Should we try and find a bootleg route or a filling station open?

The nurse was dumping out her purse and looking for an envelope

And Jack was out of cigarettes and as we crossed the yellow line

The gas pumps looked like tombstones from here

And it felt lonelier than a parking lot when the last car pulls away

And the moonlight dressed the double-breasted foothills in the mirror

Weaving out a negligee and a black brassiere

And the Mercury was running hot and we were almost out of gas

Just then Florence Nightingale, she dropped her drawers and

Stuck her fat ass halfway out of the window to a Wilson Pickett tune

And shouted "Get a load of this!" and gave the finger to the moon

Counting one-eyed Jacks and whistling "Dixie" in the car

Neal was doing least a hundred when we saw a falling star

And Florence wished that Neal would hold her instead of chewing on his cigar

Jack was nodding out and wishing he was in a bar

With Charlie Parker on the bandstand and not a worry in the world

And a glass of beer in one hand and his arms around a girl

Neal was singing to the nurse "Underneath the Harlem Moon"

And somehow you could just tell we'd be in California soon

Open up your golden gates

California, here I come

I said California, here I come

Look out California, here I come