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| 1 | The fog roll in and up over the bay | |
| 2 | Swallows the new blue moon | |
| 3 | And carries the smoke away | |
| 4 | Sweeps up the trash down market street | |
| 5 | Passes the windows of my room | |
| 6 | Across from the golden gate | |
| 7 | People tell me | |
| 8 | But they don't know | |
| 9 | It's a beautiful city | |
| 10 | But I've got nowhere to go | |
| 11 | So I stayed in alone tonight | |
| 12 | It's me and my guitar again | |
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'Till the morning light |
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| 14 | They all say I'll be a star someday | |
| 15 | But I don't really care | |
| 16 | It seems so far away | |
| 17 | I go down to the City Lights | |
| 18 | People stop and stare | |
| 19 | Taking in the neon sights | |
| 20 | And they tell me | |
| 21 | But they can't see | |
| 22 | It's a beautiful city | |
| 23 | It's just that it isn't me - really isn't me | |
| 24 | So I stayed in alone tonight | |
| 25 | It's me and my guitar again | |
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'Till the morning light |
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| 27 | The fog rolls in and on up over the town | |
| 28 | Tries to temper her extremes | |
| 29 | And tear the rough edges down | |
| 30 | The wind comes screaming at my door | |
| 31 | Laughs in the corners of my room | |
| 32 | And dances on the bedroom floor | |
| 33 | People reach for me | |
| 34 | But they don't come near | |
| 35 | It's a beautiful city | |
| 36 | But what am I doing here | |
| 37 | So I stayed i alone tonight | |
| 38 | It's me and my guitar again | |
| 39 | 'Till the morning | |
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Light |
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