Grey Green Eyes - The Bacon Brothers

California’s brighter than a paparazzi flash

Sentimental like a fake eyelash

High and mighty like a junkie’s mind

Down and dirty as a forty-niner (49er) mine

Won’t you come on over girl

And end this malaise?

I just can’t wait, to see you comin' through the LA haze

Martina, Martina

Come on over to our trailer

We’re feeling kinda low today

Crashed and burned down in LA

And you know that I’m not comin' on

But we wondered if you’d sing along?

If only you would harmonize

Find the smile in your grey, green eyes

My friend Chip he looks about to faint

Burned his finger on a skillet and he touched the wet paint

Swamp man’s pounding on a borrowed drum

Pablo’s still waitin for the sushi to come

I’m feelin like a third string back up singer, 'neath a quarter moon

But I’m half way to your heart, girl

Won’t you meet me there soon?

Martina, Martina

Come on over to our trailer

We’re feeling kinda low today

Crashed and burned down in LA

And you know that I’m not comin' on

But we wondered if you’d sing along?

If only you would harmonize

Martina, Martina

Come on over to our trailer

We’re feeling kinda low today

Crashed and burned down in LA

And you know that I’m not comin' on

But we wondered if you’d sing along?

If only you would harmonize

Find the smile in your grey, green eyes

(Grey, green eyes)

(Grey, green eyes)

(Grey, green eyes)

(Grey, green eyes)