I'm driving down south, driving into the night, Going out of the darkness, coming into the light, Friends kept on asking, Why are you leaving? San Francisco is fine, Where are you going? San francisco is fine, |
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Last summer I started to feel so pretty, I find I'm loving this beautiful small downtown, You said you thought of dying if you could marry me, But only time could tell what's going to come round,
Friends kept on asking,
You treated me like such a fine lady,
And I know what you are saying? |
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