Lyrics:
hearts
San Francisco, San Francisco nights
Wir lassen uns treiben
Irgendwo hin
Solang' in den Bars noch was geht
Solang' in den Bars noch was geht
your sweetheart by the hand and lead him to the Promised Land
The only place in North America not destroyed by the government
San Francisco! You're going
I met you in a bar in San Francisco
Said you used to have a car before the repo
Smoking Lucky cigarettes, I think the smoke went to my head
house with a swing in back and two little kids Jasmine and Jack
Well the whispering wind will cut through the night when I remember you
San Francisco
tattoo? (Oop!)
And I don't mean no disrespect (Uh huh, Uh huh)
While we were coming to collect (Ugh heh, Ah ha)
San Francisco represent
Wu, look, take me
or your new tattoo? (Oop!)
And I don't mean no disrespect (Uh huh, Uh huh)
While we were coming to collect (Ugh heh, Ah ha)
San Francisco represent
Wu,
tattoo? (Oop!)
And I don't mean no disrespect (Uh huh, Uh huh)
While we were coming to collect (Ugh heh, Ah ha)
San Francisco represent
Wu, look, take me
tattoo? (Oop!)
And I don't mean no disrespect (Uh huh, Uh huh)
While we were coming to collect (Ugh heh, Ah ha)
San Francisco represent
Wu, look, take me
back to San Francisco
Oh, I'll never soon forget sipping coffee at the bar
Trying to hear over the rails and hectic train of trolley cars
An old man
Take me in San Francisco
I've got nowhere else to go
Can you spare the room
For a suitcase full of photos
And one ragged heart without a home
Take
igazi bár,
Szól a diszkó - hajnalig nem zár!
San Francisco - itt tüzes a bor,
Bárki jöhet, nem számít a kor!
Mennyi flört, mennyi dal, mennyi
know
How we live in San Francisco
If you seen it then you mean it
Then you know you have to go
Hot Wheels on my whip
It's that California drift
Hot
a San Francisco
Discesa poi salita chissà quando finirà
Stasera si chiude in un bar
Solo con i suoi fra'
Pensa al futuro pensa alla storia
Paura del tempo
that love's not only blind but deaf
He talks of San Francisco, he's from Hunter's Bar
I don't quite know the distance
But I'm sure that's far
Yeah
that love's not only blind but deaf
He talks of San Francisco, he's from Hunter's Bar
I don't quite know the distance
But I'm sure that's far
Yeah
pass out on BART in San Francisco
Make some noise if you want to see a shitshow
From the front to the back to the fifth row
We open in San Luis Obispo
Montana, they also said you're in San francisco, Houston, Dallas even in New Mexico.
Verse 2:
Filling my tank of gasoline, checking my engine, at the age
shining
All we know is the niners
Red and gold at it's finest
We so faithful to the bay
San Francisco 49ers to the core for sure
We so faithful to the bay
at the bar
The silver on your face, makes me groovy
Next time I'll get the nerve to ask you out
Why you wanna be alone, in a sci-fi disco San Francisco
Why
your sweetheart by the hand and lead him to the Promised Land
The only place in North America not destroyed by the government
San Francisco! You're going
If you ever take a trip to San Francisco
Don't stop to push the pretty babies off your lap
And if you're running out of pills to pop
Before
not a place to visit
New York's my home, sweet home
(San Francisco)
San Francisco is a lovely place
It's got lots of hills
And lots of thrills
city,
San Francisco, Botany Bay
I’ve been praying I've been waiting mister
for this faithful day
Toora loora lay
Took passage on the early water
Waved
Paris Bés-Bar, tu connais l'boulevard (vas-y)
À la Goutte d'or, on s'en bat les couilles que tu sois fort comme Hulk
Ça change rien tes coups
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