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Last flight to San Francisco

I was born in a silicon valley
Placing bets on computer displays
Caught in fights at the end of the alley
Getting groomed on the dock of the bay

Got my hands on a red Ferrari
Tangled up in a love bizarre
Having sex on a night safari
Cruising like a star

Last flight to San Francisco
Get on board the USA
Last night I crashed a disco
Blowing through the gamma rays
Hanging out with the chic beau monde
Keep your eyes on my dollar bonds
Last flight to San Francisco
Get on board the USA

Take me high on a new innovation
What you’ve got I could use in the zone
Train yourself for a sweet levitation
Treat me right and I’ll make you a clone

Got my hands on a red Ferrari
Tangled up in a love bizarre
Having sex on a night safari
Cruising like a star

Last flight to San Francisco
Get on board the USA
Last night I crashed a disco
Blowing through the gamma rays
Hanging out with the chic beau monde
Keep your eyes on my dollar bonds
Last flight to San Francisco
Get on board the USA

Hanging out with the chic beau monde
Keep your eyes on my dollar bonds
Last flight to San Francisco
Get on board the USA

Last flight to San Francisco
Get on board the USA
Last night I crashed a disco
Blowing through the gamma rays
Hanging out with the chic beau monde
Keep your eyes on my dollar bonds
Last flight to San Francisco
Get on board the USA

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