San Francisco - Lyrics by Kristin Hersh


Lyrics

Breakfast at the movies
Gatorade and blackjack on the bed
God bless the ugly
Cheap champagne and blackjack on the bed
I was born in America, born with the fists of a saint
Way out of range
Breakfast in the hallway
Pistachios and cocktails on the roof
God bless the hard way
You're the only easy substitute
I was born in America, born with the fists of a cowboy
Home on the range


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