Come Back From San Francisco lyrics

Come back from San Francisco.

It can`t be all that pretty,

when all of New York City misses you.

Should pretty boys in discos distract you from your novel,

remember I`m awful in love with you.



**You need me like the wind needs the trees to blow in.

Like the moon needs poetry, you need me. **



Come back from San Francisco and kiss me; I`ve quit smoking.

I miss doing the wild thing with you.

Will you stay? I don`t think so,

but all I do is worry, pack bags, call cabs, and hurry home to me.



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When you betray me, betray me with a kiss.

Damn you. I`ve never stayed up as late as this.