I been feelin� nasty, I even beat up my dog
I been feelin� nasty, I even beat up my dog
And if things don�t better
Gonna chuck it all in a hollow log
My clothes are funky, I haven�t got a pair of shoes
My clothes are funky, I haven�t got a pair of shoes
I got the mean, low-down
No-account, dirty, funky-ass polecat blues
Well the man said, Baby, come and have a drink with me
Well the man said, Baby, come and have a drink with me
So I pulled out my pistol
I took a swig and shot him right through the knee (I was aimin� high but I missed)
Oh, California, that�s where I long to be
Oh, California, that�s where I long to be
With the Sun in my pocket, smokin� weed, stay in bed and watch TV
Oh, Lordy, Lordy, you know I paid my dues
Oh, Lordy, Lordy, you know I paid my dues
I got the mean, low-down
No-account, dirty, funky-ass polecat blues
I got the mean, low-down
No-account, dirty, funky-ass polecat blues
