Down in south oakland
  Off east 14th its raining
  Six a.m. on sunday and the bums are praying
  Met her at a party we were drunk now were sober
  She said it's cold got a long walk home come over
  She's a bombshell
  
  I've retraced my steps a thousand times
  Seems I've spent hours asking all my freinds about her
  Been six months but i'll never be the same
  Nobody remembers her name
  She's a bombshell