Miss Sara's Cabin

So, I went to see Sara

Out in Californiland

I checked into her cabin

And she took me by the hand


She lit up a candle

And she showed me the way

Voices in the whispering wind

Thought I heard them say


Welcome to Miss Sara’s Cabin

Such a lovely place, such a lovely face

Plenty of room at Miss Sara’s Cabin 

Anytime of year, you can find it here


Mirrors on the ceiling

Shag carpet on the wall

Stuck in a ‘70s porn movie

Miss Sara’s cabin has seen it all


The last thing I remember --

I snatched my hand away

Stabbing it with their crusty knives

I knew I had to get away


Relax, said Miss Sara

I am programed to please

You can check out anytime you like

But you can never leave!