Dawn Oberg Civic High Lyrics

Bewitching as a young Liz Taylor in her underwear
This is where I wake up happy just to breathe the air
Too many charms to catalog, and I'm enchanted by the fog
To say that I'm besotted is an understatement of affairs

You defy description yet I have to try
To capture all I love beneath your sky
From land's end down to the Mission
North beach to Western Addition
San Francisco you're nothing if not a civic high You're my favorite hedonistic playground of a place
Where the poets go to retox and refine their falls from grace
From the Gold Dust Lounge to Spec's your bars are sexier than sex
You've intoxicated me in any case.

And as if your scenic vistas didn't suffice
And further virtues needed with which to entice
You're the place where it's OK To be transgender bi or gay
Your progressiveness is infinitely nice