San Francisco

　　Stu Larsen-San Francisco

　　i got some money and found myself a car

　　i headed north towards the boulevard

　　on my own

　　Paul Simon and his friend singing something about Ms Robinson

　　on the radio

　　and i'm going home

　　and i'm going home

　　but i won't know where i'm going till i get there

　　you know i wish you felt the same

　　and maybe i'll find love in San Francisco

　　i can hear her calling out my name

　　my jeans are too tight and my hair is too long

　　you look at me like i'm a vagabond

　　well, maybe i am

　　the sun's going down and the lights come on

　　i'll keep driving until the day is done

　　on the 101

　　and i'm going home

　　and i'm going home

　　but i won't know where i'm going till i get there

　　you know i wish you felt the same

　　and maybe i 'll find love in San Francisco

　　i can hear her calling out my name

　　and i won't know where i'm going till i get there

　　you know i wish you felt the same

　　and maybe i 'll find love in San Francisco

　　i can hear her calling out my name

　　and i won't know where i'm going till i get there

　　you know i wish you felt the same

　　and maybe i 'll find love in San Francisco

　　i can hear her calling out my name

　　i can hear her calling out my name

　　i can hear her calling out my name