to San Bernardino We get gas at the local P & M Buy a coke in a can made of tin We drink fast because We're headed out west to San Bernardino And we
You tell me I am home You tell me I am home Back in San Francisco And I know what you did in San Francisco I know what you did in San Francisco San
I'm drunk on the vestiges of a dying scene What's left: impressions of what it really means. To be a part of something bigger than the system that unjustly
. La vie est courte, le monde est grand, Pis malgre les p?tits bouts qui durent longtemps. Faisons ca bien, faisons ca beau, Et partons pour San Francisco, San Francisco, San
Fake Tales of San Francisco Echo through the room More point to a wedding disco Without a bride or groom There's a super cool band yeah With their trilbys
Time to giddy-up doo wah diddy-up San Francisco San Francisco Her lover's arms were open wide Where the gates of golden Waits with charms unfoldin' Hold
I'm gonna go Lookin' for the ladies of love I know where I'm going Going straight ahead Down into San Miguel Over the top We cross the boarder now Heading into San
San Miguel Could be in Mexico Where you donOt need no dough And now IOm gonna go Lookin' for the ladies of love I know where IOm going Going straight ahead Down into San
! una sumera ! Veni cun me, veni cun me, A la Fiera di San France, Veni cun me, veni cun me, A la Fiera di San France. A la fiera di San France M'aghju
I've been dreaming of San Francisco... Wake me up in San Francisco [Bridge] We're playing songs of life Like it's 69 We singing, dance, under the sun of san
Son los vientos del sur que me traen sorpresas mares de sonrisas que quitan las penas mezcla de cultura que el tiempo no lo detenga un bonito viaje camino
I met a woman in San Francisco Who was lying in the street I walked on past her in a hurry I didn't want her at my feet Am I just numb or overloaded
Well, I'm goin' out to San Francisco They tell me ev'rything out there is really all right All the boys are coolin' on the corner The little girls out
voices of san pedro's children ... Fill the air - oh-oh oh-oh ... Joining hands and voices for the world to share ... And how the cathedral would ring ... When san
been high, I've been low, I've been yes and I've been oh hell no! I've been rock ?n roll and disco, won?t you save me san francisco? Every day so
