Young Charlie Carr's got this tune running round his head
( It’s Jambalaya - but he don't know that. He don't speak French.)
Whistles it between his teeth over heater hum and Cadi purr.
Don’t wanna wake The Man
Sweat-stetsoned in the back seat
Staring eyeless at a desert focal point
As a pallid dawn blurs by.
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