San Francisco - Stu Larsen

I got some money and found myself a car

I headed north towards the boulevard

On my own

And Paul Simon and his friends

Singing something about Mrs. Robinson

On the radio

And I'm going north

And I'm going north

But I won't know where I'm going 'till I get there

You know I wish you felt the same

Maybe I'll find love in San Francisco

I can hear her calling out my name

Ooooh ooooh

Ooooh ooooh

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 the lights come on

I'll keep driving till the day is done

On the 101

And I'm going north

And I'm going north

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

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

Ooooh ooooh

Ooooh ooooh

Ooooh oooh