San Francisco 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