Okay, Im going to make this shit up I dont know what will happen My daddy was a vampire For Universal Pictures We lived down in the San Fernando Valley That time there was a cornfield right across the road Now theres a garage right across the alley I weathered thirtyseven winters Most of them in this town I try not to let the bastards ground me down I got a pretty good job Lousy hours, but its a good job I got a checkbook in my pocket Got my BankAmericard Wherever I walk down the road isnt so hard I got a tiger, I got a dragon on my left arm That keeps me free from harm I got a tiger on my right To make me last all night I got a racy purple BA car With a license plate that says Im A California fool, thats what I am You would be too if you had my job Evry morning I get up at eight And say Jesus Christ, Im late for work again. Im gonna straighten up, but I cant quite tell you when Itll be some day If ya dont like this song I cant help it Im making it up As I go along [Applause] It sounds corny, I know But I know wherever I roam I will come back Home again, to good old L.A Its the biggest place, talk about big places I got an old rocking chair I love to sit there Playing my guitar It gets all scratched up in the back because of the arms of the rocking chair get in the way all the time chicken farm
tiger, job, rocking, bankamericard, wherever