William Earl Stewart - Stuck in California Lyrics

Well I was born right here in Houston
On a cold October day
They had the air raid drills that evening
Because the Pigs were in the Bay
But my Mom brought me home safely
Thanked our fearless leader greatly
But they shot him anyway

And now Im sick and tired of Houston
Want to move somewhere out west
There's a land of Guilt and Money
Thats a place I long for sonny
So I'm moving to L.A
I'v gota find a better way

You know the girls out here are restless
But they all look the other way
I'd like to find a señorita
But the dames out here are all mean
And they all smoke two packs a day
I gota find a better way
I had to sell my car for money
Now I'll never find a honey
But I sleep down by the bay

And now I'm stuck in California
The sun is shining all the time
I see the dust collect on windows
So wash them for a dime
But I dream of Guacamole made at Jeorge's, chips and salsa rice frijoles
But I'm stuck in California man i gota worn ya
If you want more than just a dancer
I finally found the answer its Texas
Yeh I'm moving back to Texas
I gota get myself to Texas
Oh man 16 months without real good TEXMEX
I don't even know what I was thinking about
I miss those little drawings underneath the caps of my Loan Star Beer
Man I haven't seen a single state flag in since I've been here

But now I'm Stuck in California