Bob Dylan - California lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm goin' down south 'Neath the borderline I'm goin' down south 'Neath the borderline Some fat momma Kissed my mouth one time [Verse 2] Well, I knew it this morning Without a shadow of doubt I knew it this morning Without a shadow of doubt My suitcase is packed My clothes are hangin' out [Verse 3] San Francisco is fine You sure get lots of sun San Francisco is fine You sure get lots of sun But I'm used to four seasons California's got but one [Harmonica solo] [Verse 4] Well, I got my dark sungla**es I got for good luck my black tooth I got my dark sungla**es And for good luck I got my black tooth Don't ask me nothin' about nothin' I just might tell you the truth