Standing on a corner in downtown l.a.
Waiting for the man to come along
She comes up to me and says too bad, too sad
You know that hes been dead and gone.

L.a. lady, kinda shady
She picked him up and took him home

I woke up groggy my sight was smoggy
And I knew that it had been blown

Early in the morning sitting in a hotel
Moscows looking fine through the wine
Spaced out I crashed out
When the k.g.b. came on the line.

Its a cold one, bein sent down
Its gotta be fifty below

Mama heres a postcard to let you know
Im in a saltmine and looking for coal

ShanghaId in shanghai
Stood on in tuscon
Ripped off and kicked right out the bed

Flyin across the desert from texas to tuscon
But were headed for a southern star
The captain says its fine in havana
This dude behind me needs a cigar.

Hes a big one, hes got a big gun
I guess we better go along

Mister weve got a gig in arizona
Second billing to the rolling stones

ShanghaId in shanghai
Stood on in tuscon
Ripped off and kicked right out the bed
ShanghaId in shanghai
Laid low in frisco
Done in and left behind for dead

(copyright 1974 mountain/carlin music)