Magnetic Fields - Come back from san francisco

Come ^Cback from San Francisco. It ^Fcan't be ^Gall that pretty, when ^Fall of ^GNew York City ^Cmisses you. Should ^Cpretty boys in discos dis^Ftract you ^Gfrom your novel, re^Fmember ^GI'm awful in ^Clove with you.

^FYou need ^Gme like the ^Fwind needs the ^Gtrees to blow ^Fin. Like the ^Gmoon needs poet^Fry, you need ^Gme.

Come ^Cback from San Francisco and ^Fkiss me; ^GI've quit smoking. I ^Fmiss do^Ging the wild thing ^Cwith you. Will ^Cyou stay? I don't think so, but ^Fall I ^Gdo is worry, pack ^Fbags, call ^Gcabs, and hurry ^Chome to me.

^FYou need ^Gme like the ^Fwind needs the ^Gtrees to blow ^Fin. Like the ^Gmoon needs poet^Fry, you need ^Gme.

^CWhen ^Gyou ^Fbetray me, betray me with a ^Ckiss. Damn ^Gyou. I've ^Fnever stayed up as ^Clate as this.