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"i'm davy jones.. enjoy the music"

she's a pussycat like every man is a snake
it's well after 8
but the sunset's light on her gown...
he booked a room at the areola inn for a date
a slut took the bait, huh
and the waves were crashing loud in TJ

west coast calamities
run up and down the coastline
better than east coast calamities
are weather and crap designs on leather
west coast calamities
all too much breeze and sunshine, oh well
west coast calamities
get better every time forever

no political problems
no artistic elites
no skyscrapers to crash into
or statues of liberty
the calamities of love
are just enough for me

staying home, feeling sick
with my palm in my pants
choking on gas
and i'm breaking wind-ows with my pain
i want a chick who puts up with my shit and puts out
like a little girl scout
i want my west coast baby

baby baby baby, where you headed
are you leaving town?
have those rich folks eatin' words
write it down for good, they should

west coast calamities
run up and down the coastline
better than east coast calamities
are weather and crap designs on leather
west coast calamities
are too much breeze and sunshine, oh well
west coast calamities get better every time forever

no political problems
no artistic elites
no skyscrapers to crash into
or statues of liberty
no, calamaties of love
are enough for me

dig it, honey

this next part's like skip spence a little bit
you know, you got your little object
twinkle twinkle
"i'm davy jones.. enjoy the music"      she's a pussycat like every man is a snake   it's well after 8   but the sunset's light on her gown...   he booked a room at the areola inn for a date   a slut took the bait, huh   and the waves were crashing loud in TJ      west coast calamities    run up and down the coastline   better than east coast calamities   are weather and crap designs on leather   west coast calamities    all too much breeze and sunshine, oh well   west coast calamities    get better every time forever      no political problems   no artistic elites   no skyscrapers to crash into    or statues of liberty   the calamities of love   are just enough for me      staying home, feeling sick   with my palm in my pants   choking on gas   and i'm breaking wind-ows with my pain   i want a chick who puts up with my shit and puts out    like a little girl scout   i want my west coast baby      baby baby baby, where you headed   are you leaving town?   have those rich folks eatin' words   write it down for good, they should      west coast calamities    run up and down the coastline   better than east coast calamities   are weather and crap designs on leather   west coast calamities   are too much breeze and sunshine, oh well   west coast calamities get better every time forever      no political problems   no artistic elites   no skyscrapers to crash into    or statues of liberty   no, calamaties of love    are enough for me      dig it, honey      this next part's like skip spence a little bit   you know, you got your little object   twinkle twinkle