Front:
Out In Frisco
HERE is lots of time to burn,
There's a devil of a lot to learn,
Out in 'Frisco ;
Where they make their human matches
To end with single scratches
And husbands mix their latches,
Out in 'Frisco.
There the red light is contagious,
And their conduct is outrageous,
Out in 'Frisco ;.
In the famous French cafes,
With their naughty little ways,
That's the place where Cupid plays,
Out in 'Frisco.
You get next at Sanguinetti's,
Where the girls forget their pretties,
Out in 'Frisco;
And the blood-red native wine
Mixes up the clinging vine,
And she calls you “ Baby Mine,"
Out in 'Frisco.
Next day you meet at Zinkand's
And you hold the dear girl's hands,
Out in 'Frisco ;
Dry Martini, then another,
Then she tulephones to mother
She'll take dinner with her brother
Out in 'Frisco,
If in Poodle Dog a crowd
Disturbs your nerves with noises loud
Out in Frisco ;
You will go just one floor up,
And in privacy you'll sup,
Close beside your Buttercup,
Out in Frisco.
Or if in the elevator,
In parlance of the waiter,
Out in 'Frisco ;
You more quiet wish to be,
You will ask to stop at three,
Just to see what you can see,
Out in 'Frisco.
There you'll find the rooms ensuite -
And the “outfit's hard to beat-
Out in Frisco;
But if your conscience becomes rife
Because its another fellow's wife,
Just remember this is life,
Out in 'Frisco.
When you finally cash in
And you end this life of sin,
Out in 'Frisco ;
They will gently toll a bell,
Plant your car ass in a dell,
No need to go to hell
You're in 'Frisco.
Back:
Plyt
ISLAND Pos.
MEXICAN
1c
THE SPACE ABOVE IS RESERVED FOR POSTMARK
20
T. H. SPAULDING, PUB., SAN FRANCISCO, CAL.
