THE DRIVER ERA — San Francisco

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Holding on, I’m holding on to your clothing
Holding on, I’m holding on to our story

Ooh, remember the time
In San Francisco
With me by your side
In San Francisco
You are such a sight, the deepest brown eyes
My dear, my dear

You know we suffocated our love
You really didn’t do a thing wrong
Now I am superstitious of love
And baby, we overplayed our song

Holding on, I’m holding on to your body
To your body, to your body
Holding on, I’m holding on to this feeling

Oh, we’ll drive all night
To San Francisco
Our happiest time
In San Francisco
You know that I’m right, and there’s reasons why
My dear, my dear

You know we suffocated our love
You really didn’t do a thing wrong
Now I am superstitious of love
And baby, we overplayed our song
Overplayed our song

You weren’t my first
But, you were my first love (Love, love)