You know I cannot stand your love for alcohol
You're such a tall man but you're looking kind of small
I'll send you movie stills to rid you of your ills
Because you're I'll [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/camera_obscura/san_francisco_song.html ]
Now you're finding out I'm hard to please
You'd better watch your mouth you'll bring a girl close to tears
I ripped up my lyric book, gave myself the blackest look
Black looks
You would think by now I wouldn't miss this place
It makes my poor legs weak and my sweet heart start to race
To race, yeah to race