Come Back from San Francisco Lyrics

Come back from San Francisco, it can't be all that pretty When all of New York City misses you Should pretty boys in discos distract you from your novel Remember I'm awful in love with you
You need me like the wind needs the trees to blow in Like the moon needs poetry, you need me
Come back from San Francisco and kiss me, I've quit smoking I miss doing the wild thing with you Will you stay? I don't think so but all I do is worry Pack bags, call cabs and hurry home to me
You need me like the wind needs the trees to blow in Like the moon needs poetry, you need me
You need me like the wind needs the trees to blow in Like the moon needs poetry, you need me
When you betray me, betray me with a kiss Damn you, I've never stayed up as late as this