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There's nothin' like the feeling of the plane flight homeward;The way my stomach dips when the landing gears lowered;Because no matter how many miles that I wander;The bay bridge curves like a smile on the water;I'm like, what up missy?Tell me you were missin' me;With this pretty city skyline lit up like a Christmas tree;The buildings shimmering like pinky rings from Tiffany's;Every time I witness it I have a damn epiphany;That this is me! This is where I've got the richest history;Stacked with six or seven memories on every single street;I never missed a beat;I'm soaked in city pride;And me oh my, this foggy sky got me misty eyed;There might be other cities half as raw as ours;(just as 'bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it)Out in some distant galaxy among the stars;(But I doubt it, doubt it, doubt it)We don't play tiny violins over minor things;We slide into the ring takin' Tyson swings;Because this city will defend our fuckin' prideAnd raise each other up like Simba in the Lion King;SongtexteWe're not shy;I ain't no coy coward;I'll be doin' trust falls offa Coit tower;My boys on the ground floor providin' man power;But if I die now, mix me into clam chowder;Put me in a bread bowl, feed me to the seagulls;But not the freakin' tourists;I'm sure they're peachy people;I guess I'm just a purist;It isn't oil, but there's somethin' in the waterAnd it's got me feelin' diesel;There might be other cities half as raw as ours;(just as 'bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it)Out in some distant galaxy among the stars;(But I doubt it, doubt it, doubt it)OUTRO: BOBBY "BLUE" BLANDAin't no love, in the heart of the city;Ain't no love, in the heart of town;Ain't no love, in the heart of the city;Ain't no love, in the heart of town;Ain't no love Aus Songtexte Mania