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Well, I'm going out west where I belong
Where the days are short and the nights are long
And I walk (and I walk) and I'd run (and I'd run)
And I'd fly (and I'd fly) and I'd boogaloo (and I'd boogaloo)
Where they're out there having fun in the warm california sun
Well, I'm going out west out on the coast
Ah yeah, the Santa Rosa chicks, man, they're really the most
And I'd jerk (and I'd jerk) and I'd monkey (and I'd monkey)

Hippies are squares with long hair
And they don't wear no underwear
Country Rock is on the wane
I don't want music, I want pain!

Dictators can swing
Make you dance and sing
Cause an oil spill

You wake up in the morning
totally confused
can't get a date
but you're getting screwed

you're searching for a reason
a way to carry on
when everything is broken

Oh Weekend
Benny took downs in class
The principal found his stash
His mother's gonna get his ass

Oh Weekend
In his room he'll stay
Dreamin when he's king he'll say