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From Mission, San Francisco
::LYRICS::
Corkscrew in the foothills
Perry Creek on the rise
Barbera is not for everyone
When I drink of, all i think of
Is your eyes
Frisco in the summer
Foggy and cold as hell
Smoking in a park
In the Mission, after dark
Getting higher, wish you were my lighter
I’d light you still
ohh - flying home
Back home, in the country
Steaming from the ground
You’re closer than before
I miss you even more
Don’t know why I don’t say “hi,
Baby come around”