They headed southward from san francisco

To be with chuckles and the others

With electric in the air and peroxide in their hair

They looked like golden brothers

They drove a datsun an automatic

The radio blaring static

He made a face into the light and burst out laughing at the sight

The hysteria ensuing would dominate the night

From all the candy the seats were sticky

As they were drawn into the grapevine

Then introduce yourself came on as they barreled through the gog

The demon puffing madly on a mentholated log

They were tired they were sleepy

So they parked behind the roxy

Adam left to use the phone so he sat there all alone

When adams voice come beaming through on the radio

He started laughing