| Holding on, I’m holding on to your clothing
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| Holding on, I’m holding on to our story
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| Remember the time in San Francisco
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| With me by your side in San Francisco
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| You are such a sight, the deepest brown eyes, my dear, my dear
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| You know we’ve suffocated our love
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| You really didn’t do a thing wrong
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| Now I am superstitious of love
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| And baby, we overplayed our song
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| Holding on, I’m holding on to your body
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| To your body, to your
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| Holding on, I’m holding on to this feeling
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| And we’ll drive all night to San Francisco
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| Our happiest time in San Francisco
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| You know that I’m right and there’s reasons why, my dear, my dear
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| You know we’ve suffocated our love
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| You really didn’t do a thing wrong
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| Now I am superstitious of love
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| And baby, we overplayed our song
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| Overplayed our song
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| You weren’t the first but you were my first love, love, love, love, love |