Lyrics:

I remember the thirty-five sweet goodbyes
When you put me on the Wolverine
Up to Annandale
It was still September
When your daddy was quite surprised
To find you with the working girls
In the county jail
I was smoking with the boys upstairs
When I heard about the whole affair
I said, whoa no
William and Mary wont do now

Well, I did not think the girl
Could be so cruel
And Im never going back
To my old school

Oleanders growing outside her door
Soon theyre gonna be in bloom
Up in Annandale
I cant stand her
Doing what she did before
Living like a gypsy queen
In a fairy tale
Well, I hear the whistle but I cant go
Im gonna take her down to Mexico
She said, whoa no
Guadalajara wont do now

Well, I did not think the girl
Could be so cruel
And Im never going back
To my old school

California tumbles into the sea
Thatll be the day I go
Back to Annandale
Tried to warn you
About Chino and Daddy Gee
But I cant seem to get to you
Through the U.S. Mail
Well, I hear the whistle but I cant go
Im gonna take her down to Mexico
She said, whoa no
Guadalajara wont do now

Well, I did not think the girl
Could be so cruel
And Im never going back
To my old school