Spouse
San Francisco
If you ever take a trip to San Francisco
Don't stop to push the pretty babies off your lap
And if you're running out of pills to pop
Before the sonic boom gets out of whack
Take my hand and soon we'll be in San Francisco
Where almost every place you see is in pastel
Where you take another look at guys who pass you on the street but don't look back
Just like a new wave heart attack
If you ever need to crash in San Francisco
Don't be ashamed to walk right through a stranger's door
We've got sixteen kinds of plants but only seven days to smoke 'em so get gone
And don't forget to pass the barn
To your neighbor in the john Here comes a disco queen from mars
They're sellin' replacement parts for cars
And plastic brains in plastic jars
Don't ever try to leave that place called San Francisco
I hear that guy's a little rough but still he's kind
And if you're tryin' to remove your sorry self from this here planet then that's fine
I'll only miss you half the time
Here comes a disco queen from mars
She's sellin' replacement chocolate bars
Letras de cancionesShe's crowdin' all the crowded bars
Looking for new eighteen-inch plastic stars
She's selling silicone cigars
She's selling classy men classic cars
She's such a disco queen from mars
She's crowding all the crowded bars
She's got the disco ball in mars
She's quite addicted to the stars
...from mars
From Letras Mania