See the fine foods and swimming pools At her Californian domain Taste the chlorine Her teeth and tongue have touched Savour the space A perfect warm day To swim alone Under these fringed LA trees A knock on the door Which her servant will get Stands a smile just like her own A green-veiled mirror ghost That mistake from long ago It's hard to breathe these thick Gasoline waves At her Californian domain Where's the soft green Of her dollar machine? That planted this house and lakes I see the fine food and swimming pools Savour the taste Swallow down This bitterness Soften me LA trees A green-veiled mirror ghost Staring back right through me There are no regrets No back steps There's only the fog ahead The welcoming fog ahead