San Francisco

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Do you remember dancing girls in St.
 Louis
Stan Getz on the hi-fi under 
midnight kitchen bulbs
We all agree it’s too big to keep up
 with
That we’re surrounded by life – that
 we’ll
Never understand it

[ Am ] The great magical city of the
 [ E ] Gandharvas [ F ]
Of San Francis [ E ] co [ Dm ] [ Am 
]

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Am G D

Where is the writer who could bring 
you
Sobbing through the bed fucking bed 
cribs
Of the moon to see it all even unto
Some robbery of the heart at dawn
When no one cares

Am G D

I’m lost among strange agitators of 
the heart
We center it all by swigging from 
the bottle
All for two sticks of loco weed
That grows by itself in Texas 
because god wanted it

[ Am ] The great magical city of the
 [ E ] Gandharvas [ F ]
Of San Francis [ E ] co [ Dm ] [ Am 
]

Am G D