10th Street Blues
Walkin' down 10th Street lookin' for a place to play
I had some money in my pockett but I didn't have a place to stay
Traffic lights blinkin' tellin' me where to go
I need a love givin' woman or a bottle to ease my soul
Took a shuttle downtown just the other day
I met a good-lookin' mama down in East LA
Well my game was on tight but she didn't dig my style
Those LA girls, they just seem to be too wild
Chorus:
Take me back to California
Take me back, take me back, cause I want to go there
The angels are flyin' high in California
And I need to taste that sweet summer air
Well it's hard gettin' hastled 'bout every which way I go
It's almost as bad as being busted in Ohio
Casue the police there just don't have the right morale
They send you off cryin' when they point you out in a crowd
So I had a premonition that maybe I'd change my ways
Cause my mind seemed misty livin' in a daze
Forget about you girl, I'll sleep on the street tonight
Yea 10th Street's callin' and baby it sounds alright
