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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