The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gay
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The glory that was Rome is of another day
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I've been terribly alone 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 climb halfway to the stars
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The morning fog may chill the air, I don't care
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My love waits there 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 SanFrancisco
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| Julie London |
