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Barclay James Harvest - Fiction: The Streets Of San Francisco Lyrics

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  • On a cold misty night
  • On the corner of haight
  • She stood with a colt 45
  • The gun in her hand
  • Awaiting her man
  • A victim to take by surprise
  • She's the golden gate park killer
  • She's the scourge of 'frisco bay
  • Where she got herself beat up and left for dead
  • By a man she felt true love for
  • But who left her out of hand
  • Now she's out to take revenge on every man
  • As she stands there with a pistol in her hand
  • The victim arrives
  • She looks in his eyes
  • He goes for the gun in her hand
  • Karl malden was great (unlike the film, though)
  • But just a bit late (this was the real show)
  • And got it right between the eyes
  • She's the golden gate park killer
  • She's the scourge of 'frisco bay
  • Where she got herself beat up and left for dead
  • By a man she felt true love for
  • But who left her out of hand
  • Now she's out to take revenge on every man
  • As she stands there with a pistol in her hand

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