San Francisco sing and play along

I,

is I ing know what you did,

He like a the boy of summer gives his first kiss.

Love

is dancing on my finger.

He got to the heart of the matter and lingered.

Now, I'm walking with the living.

I always liked Steinbeck and those old men whistling.

We're back, we're back in San

Francisco.

We're back, and you tell me I am home.

Talking in the Mission

over coffee;

this is my utopia.

Man,

I'll be your lady.

As the ocean rises, the sun is fading.

We're back, we're back in San

Francisco.

We're back, we're back in San

Francisco.

We're back, we're back in San Fran...

And now,

I feel the ever after

over red wine on the eve of summer.

The buzz,

the buzz of the city

as we settle in its majesty...

I,

I know what you did,

like a boy of summer gives his first kiss.

We're back, we're back in San

Francisco.

We're back, and you tell me I am home.

You tell me I am home...

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 Francisco.