The Jealous Guys - Miss San Francisco lyrics

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The Jealous Guys - Miss San Francisco lyrics

[Verse 1: Ayinde] My Queen, now tell me where you been I heard you inside the club sanctifying your sin You're bouncing to this music finding secrets in your lust You're lost in a city with no one to even trust You thinking the stars respect you, they challenge your own fight Confessions and pillow talking, you only worth that night You turn the other cheek, you give that sky a share With reflection of this pain running these fingers through your hair You build that bridge of gold, we're focused on this road Mascara replacing fog, you're lost inside your soul The ocean lying to you, the sermon with the preach Relationships and bottles used to wash up on this beach She was sweet as Selena, for times I used to feen her I threw everything away she can catch in the marina For tourist I would feed ya, but though I never need ya I baptised my earth, so you know I left you seedless INSOMNIAC [Verse 2: BizYCasa] Bottled love letters could swim across the Red Sea That period of time bled to me steadily It was red in my palm like a gypsy at god speed I jog up her high heels like blunts smoked from her feet She leaf me alone musta been high off tree She fall like September leaves run to December They'll be gone past November Spring to the occasion for bees Pollinated, before we inhale the summers breeze Caring for me like a sun um Mother universe, I'm what your summer needs Dirty a** guns carried by Mr. Clean Flirting with the end of my funds to buy these f**ing jeans Squad cars ready to k** whoever believes That fear is a mirage Scissorhands that cut open her dreams And I become Freddy like to justify the means To feed the wildfire that burns within me LI Bridge (3rd verse) The Crown Royal on ice But your body's drunk like a city full of nights San Francisco hills with a city full of life Broadway thrills with a city full of lights California Dream, New York fashion Stilettos and poles as your soul gets to clappin' Sleeping next to him, your mind is full of sorrow Where will you end up tomorrow, tomorrow, my love Oh oh oh, my love Where will you end up my love, Miss San Francisco I love ya Miss San Francisco Oh oh, miss San Francisco Oh oh, miss San Francisco And now I'm lonely on this road and your bridge is full of gold gold OHH OHH OHH