in the old San Francisco bay there's a girl a typewriter girl born on the first day of summer in 1928 this girl the typewriter girl rides into work on her bicycle every day she types out every letter of every word that everybody did say this girl the typewriter girl waves to the drum major leading the ticker tape parade the ink on her dress leaves a stain in the shape of a blade
in the old san francisco bay there's a girl a typewriter girl riding to work on her bicycle everyday on the first day of summer in 1948 this girl the typewriter girl under the wheels of a cable car did break
such innocent innocent innocent innocent eyes in an innocent innocent innocent innocent face its a cruel cruel cruel typewriter world gave her a cruel cruel cruel machinery fate
in the old san francisco bay there's a girl a typewriter girl died on the first day of summer in 1948