San Francisco (Cahill Radio Edit)

Wake me up in San Francisco (San Francisco)
Wake me up in San Francisco (oh-oh, oh-oh)

I'll take you back to 1969
Let's hit the city of freedom like old times
It's getting dirty underneath the blue sky
Imagine you and me counting the butterflies

One, two, three!
Let's bring it on
Keep on dancing in the streets of love
French kissing on JFK drive 'til we crash at the beach
Where we watch the sun rise

Tell me what you're waiting for (we're crossing the golden gate)
(Party at the Frisco Bay)
Wake me up in San Francisco (where you got flowers in your hair girl)
(Party everywhere girl)
Wake me up in San Francisco (where the love is in the air)
(All the people stop and stare)
Baby, take me back to the city of love
(Right) to the place that I've been dreaming of (San Francisco)
Wake me up in San Francisco (San Francisco) (come on)
(Are you going to San Francisco?)

10 p.m. getting ready for the night
Wanna be a hippie when the city's getting high
Cruising down Broadway you're on my side
Pulling over my pink rover at the hungry eye

One, two, three!
Let's bring it on
DJ, play my favourite beats (all night long)
Popping some bottles, champagne, red wine
And we both giddy up on the rooftop
And watch the city lights

Tell me what you're waiting for (we're crossing the golden gate)
(Party at the Frisco Bay)
Wake me up in San Francisco (where you got flowers in your hair girl)
(Party everywhere girl)
Wake me up in San Francisco (where the love is in the air)
(All the people stop and stare)
Baby, take me back to the city of love
(Right) to the place that I've been dreaming of (San Francisco)
Wake me up in San Francisco (San Francisco)

Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on

Take me back to the city of love
To the place that I've been dreaming of (San Francisco)
So, wake me up in San Francisco (San Francisco) (come on)

Come on (are you going to San Francisco?)