Leave if you need to leave
I wont be here when you come home
I’m gonna get me a navy pea coat
This old town it keeps shrinking
There’s too many people in my junk
I’m gonna do a lot of drinking
Cause it don’t hurt when I’m drunk
I’m gonna rent me an old Victorian
I’m gonna find me an old accordion
Play for the tourists on the golden gate
Here in the city life doesn’t move so slow
There’s plenty of good people I know
Up in north beach they drink spicy Italian liqueur
Down on market there’s a lot of hobos and the hustlers
Down in Hayes Valley there’s a lot of real good restaurants
Deep in the tenderloin you can get anything you want
Over in the mission it’s always a sunny day
It’s a real good baseball town but my team is across the bay