Shivaree

Well they're out in the yard
Said it took them all night
Over the hillon a prayer and a pill
To the fifth one down on the right
Time to take a vacation
Where there's only one station
You can tan up your shoulders
And see how it goes
At your own private beach that fills up with a hose
Got a fifty foot trailer
And we're painting it red
With a cowboy, a sailor, and a canopy bed
No mother, no jailer
And they're keeping me fed
At the Reseda Casino and Bar
Well they're wet and they're shaking
Haven't had a bite
In a bit of a jam
'cause the black Trans Am
Had the windows broken out last night
Time to take a vacation