He woke up with a smile When the sun came over the hills. She woke up with a frown And reminded him of paying the bills. He was having a ball When he made himself some Bacon and eggs. She was wearing her curlers And said something about shavin’ her legs.
Bridge: And then he put on his jacket and he jumped in his boots Just like so many times before. While she was talking about what Paris Hilton had said, She heard the slamming of the door.
He was waved through the tollgate For he had no special goods to declare While she was smoking and crying And thinking that he wouldn’t dare...
Bridge: And then he ripped off his jacket and he flipped off his boots And never wore them ever again. And the sky was on fire and the sea was on ice When he laid down in the sand.
Chorus: He got some whiskey in a crate And his glance was clear and straight, When he crossed the border and the highway signs said: Next stop – Golden State.
He was changing the stations 'Til he found a good old rock’n’roll show. While she was calling her sister As he should have been home hours ago.
Bridge: And then he ripped off his jacket and he flipped off his boots And never wore them ever again. And the sky was on fire and the sea was on ice When he laid down in the sand.
Chorus: He got some whiskey in a crate And his glance was clear and straight, When he crossed the border and the highway signs said: Next stop – Golden State.