| What’s there to live for?
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| Who needs the peace corps?
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| Think I’ll just DROP OUT
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| I’ll go to Frisco
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| Buy a wig &sleep
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| On Owsley’s floor
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| Walked past the wig store
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| Danced at the Fillmore
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| I’m completely stoned
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| I’m hippy &I'm trippy
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| I’m a gypsy on my own
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| I’ll stay a week &get the crabs &
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| Take a bus back home
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| I’m really just a phony
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| But forgive me
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| 'Cause I’m stoned
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| Every town must have a place
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| Where phony hippies meet
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| Psychedelic dungeons
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| Popping up on every street
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| GO TO SAN FRANCISCO…
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| How I love ya, How I love ya
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| How I love ya, How I love ya Frisco!
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| How I love ya, How I love ya
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| How I love ya, How I love ya
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| Oh, my hair is getting good in the back!
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| Every town must have a place
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| Where phony hippies meet
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| Psychedelic dungeons
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| Popping up on every street
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| GO TO SAN FRANCISCO…
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| Hotcha!
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| First I’ll buy some beads
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| And then perhaps a leather band
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| To go around my head
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| Some feathers and bells
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| And a book of Indian lore
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| I will ask the Chamber Of Commerce
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| How to get to Haight Street
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| And smoke an awful lot of dope
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| I will wander around barefoot
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| I will have a psychedelic gleam in my eye at all times
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| I will love everyone
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| I will love the police as they kick the shit out of me on the street
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| I will sleep…
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| I will, I will go to a house
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| That’s, that’s what I will do
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| I will go to a house
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| Where there’s a rock &roll band
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| 'Cause the groups all live together
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| And I will join a rock &roll band
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| I will be their road manager
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| And I will stay there with them
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| And I will get the crabs
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| But I won’t care
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| Because… |