Verse
C A#
Well, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus
C A#
The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed
C A#
On the very next day, with a nose full of pus
C A#
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
C A#
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
C A#
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
[Verse 2]
C A#
It's a one-track town, just brown, and a breeze, too,
C A#
Pack up the meat, sweet, we're headin' out
C A#
For Wichita in a pile of fruit
C A#
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout
C A#
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout
C A#
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout
[Verse 3]
C A#
Now, pull that drummer out from behind that bottle
C A#
Bring me my pipe, we're gonna shake it
C A#
Slap that drummer with a pie that smells
C A#
Take me down to California, baby
C A#
Take me down to California, baby
C A#
Take me down to California, baby
[Verse 4]
C A#
Well, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus
C A#
The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed
C A#
On the very next day, with a nose full of pus
C A#
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
C A#
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
C A#
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread