Mendocino
Michael Holm
Mendocino
On the road to San Fernando
There was a girl waiting in the hot sun
I stopped and asked: Where to?
She said: Please take me to Mendocino
I saw her lips, I saw her eyes
Her hair held by two golden clips
She said she'd like to see me again
But then I unfortunately forgot her name
Mendocino, Mendocino
I drive to Mendocino every day
I knock on every door
But no one knows my girl in Mendocino
A thousand dreams remain undreamed
And a thousand kisses I can't give her
I won't give up and search for her
In the hot sun of Mendocino
Mendocino, Mendocino
I drive to Mendocino every day
I knock on every door
But no one knows my girl in Mendocino
Mendocino, Mendocino