She was born in central California Just as sweet as the fruit on her daddy's farm And my best friend said, "Man, I gotta warn ya She's a city girl with a little country charm" We all met up out in San José With the top down, we headed for the bay And with her hair blowin' in the breeze She leaned and whispered, "My name is Tiffany" But I called her Bakersfield And it would always make her smile Don't know where she is today But she was mine for a while Every time I drive through the California hills I find my mind is on Bakersfield A couple sunsets and mimosa mornings I got more than my share of kisses on the beach And Sunday found us too early without warning She was once in my arms and now she's outta reach Oh, I called her Bakersfield And it would always make her smile Don't know where she is today But she was mine for a while Every time I drive through the California hills I find my mind is on Bakersfield Yeah, every time I drive through the California hills I find my mind is on Bakersfield, Bakersfield