| I’ll take you back to 1969
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| Let’s hit the city of freedom like old times
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| It’s getting dirty underneath the blue sky
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| Imagine you and me counting the butterflies
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| One, two, three, let’s bring it on
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| Keep on dancing in the streets of love
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| French kissing on JFK drive
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| 'Til we crash at the beach where we watch the sun rise
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| Tell me what you’re waiting for
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| (We're crossing the Golden Gate, party at the Frisco Bay)
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| Wake me up in San Francisco
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| (Where you got flowers in your hair, girl, party everywhere, girl)
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| Wake me up in San Francisco
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| (Where the love is in the air, all the people stop and stare)
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| Baby, take me back to the city of love (Right)
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| To the place that I’ve been dreaming of (San Francisco)
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| Wake me up in San Francisco (Everybody go oh, oh)
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| It’s 10 PM, getting ready for the night
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| Wanna be a hippie when the city’s getting high
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| Cruising down Broadway, you on my side
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| Pulling over my pink rover at the Hungry I
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| One, two, three, let’s bring it on
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| DJ, play my favorite beats (All night long)
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| Poppin' some bottles, champagne, red wine
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| And we both giddy up on the rooftop and watch the city lights
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| Tell me what you’re waiting for
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| (We're crossing the Golden Gate, party at the Frisco bay)
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| Wake me up in San Francisco
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| (Where you got flowers in your hair, girl, party everywhere, girl)
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| Wake me up in San Francisco
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| (Where the love is in the air, all the people stop and stare)
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| Baby, take me back to the city of love (Right)
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| To the place that I’ve been dreaming of (San Francisco)
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| Wake me up in San Francisco (Everybody go oh, oh)
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| Woo, yeah, woo
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| (How you goin' to San Francisco?)
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| We’re playing songs of life, like it’s '69
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| We sing and dance under the neon lights (San Francisco)
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| Stars shine so bright on the city tonight
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| (We're crossing the Golden Gate, party at the Frisco bay)
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| Wake me up in San Francisco
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| (Where you got flowers in your hair, girl, party everywhere, girl)
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| Wake me up in San Francisco
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| (Where the love is in the air, all the people stop and stare)
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| Baby, take me back to the city of love (Right)
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| To the place that I’ve been dreaming of (San Francisco)
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| Wake me up in San Francisco (Everybody go oh, oh)
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| Come on, take me back to the city of love
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| (To the place, the place that I’ve, I’ve been dreaming of)
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| So wake me up in San Francisco, oh (Everybody go oh, oh) |