Lyrics:
Everything’s better in the Golden West
It’s a state of mind a way of life
It’s an endless summer paradise
San Francisco to Sunset Boulevard
California aint that
Well I've been everywhere
Everywhere and twice
Even broke my arm
On a San Francisco night
But things never look so bad the morning after
(The
Ju, damn my bad
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Juggalo Nation of San Francisco Bay
Juggalo Night at Oscars in Houston
Juggalettes
L'il Poot's Stash
you're goin'
(Oh, hoo, oh, oh)
She got a gig in San Francisco
To paint the Golden Gate
(Oh, hoo, oh, oh)
And when the bridge is color-coated
Sipping mojito
ที่ชายหาด San Francisco
Sleeping in Bangkok
And wake up in Tokyo aye
หากเธอจะไปก็อย่ารอช้า
โดดขึ้นมาเลยเดี๋ยวค่อยกลับมานะ
เธอจะไประนอง ระยอง
these niggas losin'
What I do I do it on Q, shout out Susan
You can catch me in San Francisco cruisin'
Every time I pop up, the bad hoes choosin'
call
You said a little walk
Now you out in the park
Then you go drivin’ out somewhere in the dark
You said you OTW to san Francisco
By now you should be
Kamaru Usman
Como Kamaru Usman, word
Low Key mami
San Francisco bars, u know
You're cool and smooth like a bucket of Crisco.
You undulate like the streets of San Francisco.
I met your father. He was such a hayseed
He makes
yourself to relax
When the future looms with impending doom
And the woman I left back in San Francisco
She's still crying into her pillow
Four years
tonight, we
Saw the fuckin, uh
Turn off on 5 South, south of San Francisco
Where we popped the tire and pulled over
Last last tour, we drove by it
Today
robić roots a wyszło mu disco
Nazwisko miał lecz na nic nazwisko i tak na noszach opuścił boisko
Było za zimno było za ślisko w Polsce dla gwiazdy z San
się wszystko
Łącznie z katastrofą á la Boston San Francisco
Mam to przed oczyma
Radio redaktor i krwawy finał
Niczym Izrael Palestyna
Nie da się świata
best friends at the disco
Catch a flight to San Francisco
Throw your phone into the ocean
Start a fight cause a commotion
Get a tattoo, change your
From New York to Vancouver Bay
Born in a Georgia shack
And he's in San Francisco today
So listen to what I say
Who's that man
Singing that song?
Well! In the fana uanais fanain in the uanafan in the Kansas City
In the fona uanain in the San Francisco, New York the ruend the fain Caserta
In
Well I've been everywhere
Everywhere and twice
Even broke my arm
On a San Francisco night
But things never look so bad the morning after
(The
Sassy Sarah On The Saxophone
Words & Music by Erika Paul
From the cd entitled, "Scat's My Bag"
When it came time to choose an instrument
Early November north of San Francisco
Driving fast to find you
I feel familiar winds that usher in each evening heavy on the mountains
Rest
have and all we know.
The streets were screaming song.
They sang imagine through John Lennon.
He stopped and spoke with me.
On that San Francisco
five months on the go
and I don’t know
where I am right now
90 degrees at home
out in Twentynine
my world is turned upside down
in San Francisco I
scegliere meglio e vincere
Spesso con niente man
Afferra al volo diversi buffet di
Offerte come a San Francisco
Un cable car in corsa stracolmo di gente
but never satisfied, you know
Can't get no driving automatic
But I'm setting the standard
I went from playing Sanford to San Francisco
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