Girl From Conejo Valley Lyrics

Slow bring winter heart,
first name Ralo,
walks on good behavior from his self.
And my old girlfriend used to not to
but now knows him well

Slow-thinkin' Lincoln,
nicknamed needles,
used to call me deep down from his little corner of hell.
And my old girlfriend
used to not to but now knows him well.

So I say
Ooo ooo oooh
Helicopter, throw me a line

The girl from Conejo Valley
used to be mine

Motorcycle wilson,
last name's a mystery,
charges for rides in his sidecar seat.
And my old girlfriend,
used to not to but now rides for free

So I say
Ooo ooo oooh
Helicopter, throw me a line

The girl from Conejo Valley
used to be mine.
Helicopter, throw me a line

'Cos the girl from Conejo Valley
used to be mine