He said what about Los Angeles? She said we never really made it that far west We scored big in Denver and thought it might be best To go hang around in the upper midwest He said what about New Orleans? She said I don't think you understand what that means All those hangers-on, those girls lifting up their shirts when the cameras come on We were trying to stay away from those kind of scenes And we didn't go to Dallas 'Cause Jackie Ona**is said that it ain't safe for Catholics yet Think about what they pulled on Kennedy and then think about his security Then think about what they might try to pull on you and me Saint Barbara, I'm calling your name Don't let me blow up We'll hook it all up I guess there's fields of speed where there's fields of grain Saint Barbara, don't let me explode I can feel the whole scene Starting to corrode When we're fooling around on the frontage roads He asked what happened to Charlemagne She just smiled all polite-like and said something vague She said Charlemagne got caught up in some complicated things Then she wiped at her nose and she winked