San Francisco Song Lyrics

San Francisco Song lyrics

San Francisco song



( Keep it clean EP - 2004 )



You know I cannot stand your love for alcohol 

You're such a tall man but you're looking kind of small 

I'll send you movie stills to rid you of your ills 

Because you're ill 



Now you're finding out I'm hard to please 

You'd better watch your mouth you'll bring a girl close to tears 

I ripped up my lyric book, gave myself the blackest look 

Black looks 



You would think by now I wouldn't miss this place 

It makes my poor legs weak and my sweet heart start to race 

To race, yeah to race