Forget walking along the River Seine at twilight.

There’s something about eating french fries in your truck in the moonlight at a San Berdoo truckstop, your beautiful, passionate, and barely legal girlfriend at your side, a little smudge of ketchup on her cheek, begging you to reach out…

San Bernardino Rose

San Bernardino Rose
I am so alone
and there’s so many bad things
Bad things I have done

I know that you’re barely a woman yet
hope you’d come to understand
San Bernardino Rose
I want to love you
I need to be your man

Truck stop French Fries
Catchup on your cheek in the pale moonlight
I hold you you kiss me
I know it’s wrong when it feels this right

I know that you’re barely a woman yet
I’d hope you’d come to understand
San Bernardino Rose
I want to love you
I need to be your man

(C)1990, TK Major