Lyrics Hop Along – Bay Area Baby
Text:
Sights, do they hurt?
Are you still stiff of motels and through with that shirt?
20 years don’t blame a functional they want you tied
Kick the golden oracle that told you not to
And no one cried, baby cry
When you’re so old your bones quiver every time you sigh
Roll over on the mattress and see a Caribbean calendar 1933
Think it might be a morning, out in Cal-if-or-nee
All the sap and peaches hanging low
Lord knows I’ve never been myself
Very certain soon I will have to go away from here
When you but heads with Hawaii, dear
Remember what we was when you cry into your cold mud
Lover, I tried to be true!
Lover, bay area baby of mine
If you’re tired of your accordion, ignore you, said «no»
That is a good doctor, anymore you know he’s a figment, even if he isn’t
He’ll never put his hand in your hand
And I’ve seen your head (your head)
Your head (your head)
Your head is clouded down
Something’s always gotta do
Someone’s always gotta do
