They headed southward from San Francisco To be with Chuckles and the others With electric in the air And peroxide in their hair They looked like golden brothers
They drove a Datsun, an automatic The radio blaring static Made a face into the light Burst out laughing at the sight The hysteria ensuing would dominate the night
From all the candy the seats were sticky As they were drawn into the Grapevine Then "Introduce Yourself" came on As they barreled through the fog The demon puffing madly on a mentholated log They were tired, they were sleepy So they parked behind the Roxy Adam went to use the phone So they sat there all alone When Adam's voice came beaming through on the radio He started laughing He started laughingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
