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Headin' up to San Francisco |
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for the Labor Day weekend show, |
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I've got my hush-puppies on, |
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I guess I never was meant for |
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glitter rock and roll. |
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And honey I didn't know |
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that I'd be missin' you so. |
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Come Monday It'll be all right, |
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Come Monday I'll be holding you tight. |
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I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze |
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and I just want you back by my side. |
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Yes it's been quite a summer, |
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rent-a-cars and west bound trains. |
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And now you're off on vacation, |
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somethin' you tried to explain. |
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And darlin' I love you so that's |
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the reason I just let you go. |
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[Chorus] |
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I can't help it honey, |
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you're that much a part of me now. |
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Remember the night in Montana when |
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we said there'd be no room for doubt. |
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I hope you're enjoyin' the scenery, |
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I know that it's pretty up there. |
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We can go hikin on Tuesday, |
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with you I'd walk anywhere. |
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California has worn me quite thin, |
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I just can't wait to see you again. |
