Go if you want to go 
But I won't follow 
Just so you know 
Leave if you want to leave 
But I won't be here 
When you come home 

I'm gonna to move to San Francisco 
Look up some old friends 
I'm gonna get me a navy pea coat 
And an old Mercedes Benz 

This old town it keeps shrinking 
There's too many people in my junk 
I'm gonna do a lot of drinking 
Cause it don't hurt when I'm drunk 

I'm gonna rent me an old Victorian 
Down in the Lower Haight 
I'm gonna get me an old accordion 
Play for the tourists on the golden gate 
I'm gonna plant a little garden 
Paint my bathroom blue 
I'm gonna try real hard 
To get over you 

Here in the city life doesn't move so slow 
There's plenty of good people I know 
Up in north beach they drink spicy Italian liqueur 
Down on market there's a lot of hobos and hustlers 

Down in Hayes Valley, there's a lot of good restaurants 
Deep in the tenderloin you can have anything you want 
Over in the mission it's always a sunny day 
It's a real good baseball town but my team is across the bay 

When you come home