Well, it's a straight line as the crow flies. To a heaven here on earth. And if you make time, it's a cool drive. Head down to the coast. . If your taste runs to the gumbo.
Well, they sprung me out of Quentin,. I'm back on the mob's payroll. They can buy my body. Sure they can't buy my soul.. I'm working out of Stockton. I''m weighing in at two -o -one.