Heading up to San Francisco
For the Labor Day weekend show,
I've got my hush-puppies on,
I guess I never was meant for
Glitter rock and roll.
And honey I didn't know
That I'd be missing you so.
Come Monday It'll be all right,
Come Monday I'll be holding you tight.
I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze
And I just want you back by my side.
Yes it's been quite a summer,
Rent-a-cars and west bound trains.
And now you're off on vacation,
Something you tried to explain.
And darling I love you so that's
The reason I just let you go.
