Well, I'm callin' San Francisco
Got to get my baby on the line
Yea, I'm callin' San Francisco
Got to get my baby on the line
I got to talk to my baby
Just to ease my worried mind
Well it seems like a month of Sundays
I been out here on the road
Yes it seems like a month of Sundays
I been out here on the road
I haven't seen my baby
And I carry a heavy load
When I left you said you loved me
Nobody'd ever take my place
Well, when I left you said you loved me
Nobody'd ever take my place
Now it's 3 am in Chicago baby
And I hope that's still the case
When I get back to the City
I'm gonna have myself a time
Yea, when I get back to my City
I'm gonna have myself a time, you know I will
I'm gonna hang out down in North Beach
With those no-good friends of mine, yea
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Well, I'm callin' San Francisco
Got to get my baby on the line
Yea, I'm callin' San Francisco
Got to get my baby on the line
I got to talk to my baby
Just to ease my worried mind
Well it seems like a month of Sundays
I been out here on the road
Yes it seems like a month of Sundays
I been out here on the road
I haven't seen my baby
And I carry a heavy load
When I left you said you loved me
Nobody'd ever take my place
Well, when I left you said you loved me
Nobody'd ever take my place
Now it's 3 am in Chicago baby
And I hope that's still the case
When I get back to the City
I'm gonna have myself a time
Yea, when I get back to my City
I'm gonna have myself a time, you know I will
I'm gonna hang out down in North Beach
With those no-good friends of mine, yea
Got to get my baby on the line
Yea, I'm callin' San Francisco
Got to get my baby on the line
I got to talk to my baby
Just to ease my worried mind
Well it seems like a month of Sundays
I been out here on the road
Yes it seems like a month of Sundays
I been out here on the road
I haven't seen my baby
And I carry a heavy load
When I left you said you loved me
Nobody'd ever take my place
Well, when I left you said you loved me
Nobody'd ever take my place
Now it's 3 am in Chicago baby
And I hope that's still the case
When I get back to the City
I'm gonna have myself a time
Yea, when I get back to my City
I'm gonna have myself a time, you know I will
I'm gonna hang out down in North Beach
With those no-good friends of mine, yea
Writer: RANDY MCDONALD, TOMMY CASTRO
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