Santa Ana

[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
You smoke a lot of cigarette
Clasped between your fingertips
As the Santa Anas take you home
It's glowin' and it's a burning tail light
It's twisting in [?]Turnpike
As the Santa Anas push you home

[Chorus]
And the smoke pours out the window cracked in your car
As the cold creeps in like an unexpected guest, whoa

[Verse 2]
It kisses your face and flattens
Your head becomes dead as Latin
As the Santa Anas blow you home
You try to shake off this ill feeling
And oh this is what you've been needing
Is just the Santa Anas' dismal drone, whoa

[Interlude]
Whoa, whoa

[Chorus]
And the smoke pours out the window cracked in your car
As the cold creeps in like an unexpected guest, whoa

[Vocalizing]