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The loveliness of Paris
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seems somehow sadly gay
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The glory that was Rome
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is of another day
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I've been terribly alone
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and forgotten in Manhattan
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I'm going home to my city by the bay.
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I left my heart in San Francisco
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High on a hill, it calls to me.
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To be where little cable cars
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climb halfway to the stars!
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The morning fog may chill the air,
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I don't care
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My love waits there
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in San Francisco
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Above the blue and windy sea
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When I come home to you, San Francisco
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Your golden sun will shine for me
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I Left My Heart In San Francis
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| Lisa Ono |
