Down in south Oakland Off East 14th it's raining. Six A.M. on sunday and the bums are praying Met her at a party we were drunk, now we're sober She said it's cold got long walk home come over She's a bombshell I've retraced my steps a thousand times, Seems like I've spent hours asking all my friends about her. Been six months but I'll never be the same: Nobody remembers her name She's a bombshell (Chorus