Berkeley Girl

She is juniper and roses

She is amethyst and pearl

And though she makes her home in Hollywood

She’s really just a Berkeley girl

She’s the breeze on Sunday morning

Blowing down a country lane

She’s got the style of Paulette Goddard

And a smile like Joan Fontaine

And she drives a Karmann Ghia

Through the streets of Silver Lake

And the hills of Echo Park

She is crinoline and satin

She is leopard skin and lace

Hard to believe that she believed in me

When I was such a hopeless case

And she knows from love and service

And she knows from peace of mind

To be not sinister in purpose

And to never be unkind

And she loves a Tulsi garden

And she loves her Rock ‘n’ Roll

And she’s never far from my mind

She is juniper and roses

Guess I’ll sing it once again

And though we are no longer lovers

I know she’ll always be my friend

So if you ever ride beside her

Driving down the 101

Be thankful that you’re with a Berkeley girl

Who’s beautiful beneath the moon and the sun