Well, I come from San Francisco
With a Band-aid on my knee
And I'm going to The Preschool
My good friends for to see...
Oh Oh Mommy
Oh don't you cry for me
'Cuz I come from San Francisco
With a Band-aid on my knee!
I dreamed all night and played all day
Hey! My underpants are DRY!
I know the answer to everything
So why do I keep on asking why?
Oh Oh Mommy
Oh don't you cry for me
'Cuz I come from San Francisco
With a Band-aid on my knee!