D Come back from San Francisco. G A It can't be all that pretty, G A D when all of New York City misses you. D G A Should pretty boys in discos distract you from your novel, G A D remember I'm awful in love with you. G A G A G You need me like the wind needs the trees to blow in. A G A Like the moon needs poetry, you need me. ( Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/m/magnetic_fields/come_back_from_san_francisco_crd.html ) D G A Come back from San Francisco and kiss me; I've quit smoking. G A D I miss doing the wild thing with you. D Will you stay? I don't think so, G A G A D but all I do is worry, pack bags, call cabs, and hurry home to me. G A G A G You need me like the wind needs the trees to blow in. A G A Like the moon needs poetry, you need me. D A G D When you betray me, betray me with a kiss. A G D Damn you. I've never stayed up as late as this.