| I, I know what you did
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| Like a boy of summer gives his first kiss
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| Love, is dancing on my finger
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| He got to the heart of the matter and lingered
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| Now I’m walking with the living
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| I always liked Steinbeck and those old men whistling
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| We’re back, we’re back in San Francisco
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| We’re back and you tell me I’m home
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| Talking in the Mission
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| Over coffee this is my utopia
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| Then I’ll be your lady
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| As the ocean rises, the sun is fading
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| We’re back, we’re back in San Francisco
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| We’re back, we’re back in San Francisco
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| We’re back, we’re back in san fran
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| And now I feel the ever after
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| Over red wine on the eve of summer
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| The buzz, the buzz of the city
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| As we settle in it’s majesty
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| I, I know what you did
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| Like a boy of summer gives his first kiss
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| We’re back, we’re back in San Francisco
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| We’re back and you tell me I’m home
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| You tell me I am home
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| You tell me I am home
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| You tell me I am home
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| Back in San Francisco
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| And I know what you did in San Francisco
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| I know what you did in San Francisco
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| San Francisco |