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nathan payne - san francisco here i come lyrics

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coffee and a smoke
baby yeah i’m broke
she thinks that i’m a bum
san francisco here i come

the wind is in my hair
you don’t miss me
i don’t care
my heart is beating like a drum
san francisco here i come

and if ever i arrive
you can find me
underneath a bridge
playin’ mozart
on a roasted pigeon
with my t++th

my t++th are tightly clenched
lyin’ on a wooden bench
another sleepless night in
the bus terminal again

i had a dream
i was all dressed up like a diamond ring
me and my girl
without a care in the world
but when i opеned my eyes
i saw a raggеd
dirty mop
dancing with a retired
transit cop

with my pen and paper in my pack
and the clothes on my back
a pair of golden boots on my feet
i step into the street
with golden boots
on my feet

the birds are flying kites
above a sea of molten christmas lights
i open my flask
and take a shot of rum
san francisco here i come

and if i
never make it back to you
it doesn’t mean
our love wasn’t true
if anything
it grew

©2009 nathan payne

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