Down in south Oakland
Off East 14th it`s raining.
Six A.M. on sunday and the bums are praying
Met her at a party we were drunk, now we`re sober
She said it`s cold got long walk home come over
She`s a bombshell
I`ve retraced my steps a thousand times,
Seems like I`ve spent hours asking all my friends about her.
Been six months but I`ll never be the same:
Nobody remembers her name
She`s a bombshell
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