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 "San Ber'dino "
 — by Frank Zappa Frank Zappa calls San Bernardino, California the "armpit of the world".  Having lived there for several years, I can attest he was absolutely correct. Portions of this song refer to a character named Bobby who spends time in Tank C in San Bernardino jail. In the early 1960s Zappa spent ten days in San Bernardino county jail on a trumped up obscenity charge. 
She lives in Mojave in a WinnebagoHis name is Bobby, he looks like a potato
 
 She's in love with a boy
 From the rodeo
 Who pulls the rope on the chute
 When they let those suckers go
 
 He's a slobberin' drunk at the Palomino
 They give him thirty days in San Ber'dino
 
 Well there's forty-four men
 Stashed away in tank "C"
 An' there's only one shower
 But it don't apply to Bobby
 
 You may think they're
 Dumb an' lonely
 But you're wrong
 'Cause their love is strong
 Stacked-up hair
 An' a cheap little ring
 They don't care
 'Cause it don't mean a thing
 
 Looka there...
 They don't care
 
 Best-est way that
 They can feel-o
 Out on the highway
 Rollin' a wheel-o
 He's her *Tootsie*
 She's for real-o
 Trailer park heaven
 It's a real good deal-o
 Real good deal-o
 Real good deal-o
 Real good deal-o
 
 The rest of their lives
 In San Ber'dino
 Gonna spend the rest of their lives
 In San Ber'dino
 The rest of their lives
 In San Ber'dino
 Come on with me
 Come on with me
 Come on with me
 Down in San Ber'dino
 Just 60 miles, 60 miles
 Down the San Ber'dino freeway
 They got some dark green air
 An' you can choke all day
 That's right!
 Gonna spend the rest of their lives
 Rest of their lives
 Rest of their lives
 
 Say now
 Ain't talkin' 'bout Fontana
 Ain't talkin' 'bout uh uh
 Ain't talkin' 'bout uh uh
 Ain't talkin' 'bout uh uh
 Ain't talkin' 'bout the Redlands, no no
 ZULCH is the auto works
 I'm telling you
 That's where they take
 All the cars that they hurt
 Come on and let's all go down to San Ber'dino
 Ooo-ooo
 Ooo-ooo
 Ooo-ooo
 Let's-a go down down down
 Down in San Ber'dino
 Wouldja b'lieve it
 San Ber'dino
 San Ber'dino
 (*Got to call it*)
 San Ber'dino
 (*C'mere*)
 San Ber'dino
 etc., etc., etc.
 The rest of their lives
 In San Ber'dino
 
 Oh Bobby, I'm sorry you gotta head like a potato
 I really am
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