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I never will forget, Mmmm...Jeanette MacDonald |
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Just to think of her, it gives my heart a pang |
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I never will forget, how that brave Jeanette |
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Just stood there in the ruins and sang, and sang... |
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San Francisco, open your golden gate |
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You'll let nobody wait outside your door |
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San Francisco, here is your wanderin' one |
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Saying I'll wander no more. |
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Other places only make me love you best |
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Tell me you're the one in all the golden west |
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San Francisco, I'm coming home again |
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Never to roam again... |
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San Francisco, right when I arrive |
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I really come alive... |
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And you will laugh to see me, |
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Perpendicular, hanging on a cable car |
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San Francisco, let me beat my feet |
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Up and down Market Street |
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I'm gonna climb Nob Hill, just to watch it get dark |
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From the top of the mark |
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There's Brooklyn Bridge, London Bridge, |
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And the Bridge of San Louis Rey |
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But the only bridge, that's a real gone bridge, |
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Is the bridge accross the bay |
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San Francisco, I'm coming home again, |
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Never to roam again, by gum |
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San Francisco, I don't mean Frisco |
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San Francisco, here I come! |
