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I Left My Heart In San Francisco

I left my heart in San Francisco,
I left my knee in Timbuktu.
I left my little wooden leg
Hanging on a little wooden peg
In the cloakroom at Dublin Zoo.

I left my teeth on Table Mountain,
High on a hill they smile at me.
When I come home to San Francisco
There won’t be much of me to see.
As sung by Spike Milligan.

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