California - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I met her while in France, we had a brief romance

She rubbed my arm, I rubbed her arm then we dirty danced

She moved down to L.A., she met a dude okay

He sawed her head off with a knife

Now she's gone away

Hid away, yeah

Hid away

Went away

California's nice, it snowed there once or twice

Bullets fly across the sky, ihe path is smooth and tight

I caught one at the bus stop

I said "Hey man, I done been shot"

I felt the warm blood rolling down

Now it's gone away, yeah

Hid away, yeah

Oh no, oh

I met her while in France, we had a short romance

She rubbed my arm, I rubbed her arm then we dirty danced

She moved down to L.A., she met a dude okay

He sawed her head off with a knife

Now she's gone away, yeah

Hid away, yeah