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San Francisco Lyrics

San Francisco

Breakfast at the movies
Gatorade and blackjack on the bed
God bless the ugly
Cheap champagne and blackjack on the bed
I was born in America, born with the fists of a saint
Way out of range
Breakfast in the hallway
Pistachios and cocktails on the roof
God bless the hard way
You're the only easy substitute
I was born in America, born with the fists of a cowboy
Home on the range
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neon_like On Feb 26, 2002
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