Texty: Steve Wariner. Crash Course In The Blues.
To a boy from Indiana
Fresh off the farm
L.A. looks like heaven
With its ever open arms
My mama said to watch yourself
Like mamas always do
Daddy said, "Those city girls
Will walk all over you"
So I hit the pavement
Running down on Hollywood and Vine
I got to town by seven
And I fell in love by nine
She was a California angel
Wearing alligator shoes
She had that something
That a poor boy can't refuse
She was incredible, she was
A crash course in the blues
Now we're screaming down the freeway
In this fancy foreign car
Headed for another party
Never seen so many stars
Just when I thought, I'd make my move
And ask her to be mine
She takes off with somebody else
And kisses me goodbye
She was incredible, she was
A crash course in the blues
Well, she was way too hard to handle
For a country boy like me
She's still a Roman candle
Burning in my memory
She was unbelievable, she was
A crash course in the blues
She was incredible, she was
A crash course in the blues, that's right
Fresh off the farm
L.A. looks like heaven
With its ever open arms
My mama said to watch yourself
Like mamas always do
Daddy said, "Those city girls
Will walk all over you"
So I hit the pavement
Running down on Hollywood and Vine
I got to town by seven
And I fell in love by nine
She was a California angel
Wearing alligator shoes
She had that something
That a poor boy can't refuse
She was incredible, she was
A crash course in the blues
Now we're screaming down the freeway
In this fancy foreign car
Headed for another party
Never seen so many stars
Just when I thought, I'd make my move
And ask her to be mine
She takes off with somebody else
And kisses me goodbye
She was incredible, she was
A crash course in the blues
Well, she was way too hard to handle
For a country boy like me
She's still a Roman candle
Burning in my memory
She was unbelievable, she was
A crash course in the blues
She was incredible, she was
A crash course in the blues, that's right
Wariner, Steve
Wariner, Steve