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What's there to live
Who the peace corps?
Think I'll DROP OUT
I'll go to
Buy a wig &
On floor

Walked past the wig
at the Fillmore
I'm completely
I'm hippy & I'm
I'm a on my own
stay a week & get the crabs &
Take a bus home
I'm really just a
But me
'Cause I'm

Every must have a place
Where phony hippies
dungeons
Popping up on every
GO TO SAN . . .

How I ya, How I love ya
How I love ya, How I ya Frisco!
How I love ya, How I ya
How I love ya, How I ya
Oh, my hair is getting in the back!

town must have a place
Where hippies meet
Psychedelic
Popping up on every
GO TO SAN . . .

Hotcha!

First I'll buy some
And perhaps a leather band
To go my head
feathers and bells
And a book of lore
I will ask the Chamber Of
How to get to Haight
And smoke an lot of dope
I wander around barefoot
I will have a gleam in my eye at all times
I love everyone
I will love the police as they the shit out of me on the street
I will . . .
I will, I will go to a
That's, what I will do
I go to a house
there's a rock & roll band
'Cause the groups all together
And I will join a rock & roll
I will be road manager
And I will stay there with
And I get the crabs
But I won't
. . .