VERSE 1 I met her while in France We had a brief romance She rubbed my arm I rubbed her arm And then we dirty danced She move down to LA She met a dude OK And sawed her head off with a knife CHORUS Now she's gone away......yeah In a way.......yeah In a way.......yeah In a way.......yeah Went away now VERSE 2 California's nice It's snowed there once or twice Bullets fly across the sky The path is smooth and tight I caught one at the bus-stop He set him in a mint jar I felt the warm blood rol (guitaretab.com)
