On the rise to Haight
  the sun never shines like it does in Frisco
  in white strides and a tee
  my girl and me
she as sexy as Janis Joplin
  we stop to light another spliff
      three times today already
      we consummate our love
I have been reading about the mantra
  Timothy Leary
      damn her nipples are hot
When we return again to Stanyan
  on the corner of the street…
    … if we ever have a child
      I THINK we should call her Jannis
I can hear her music playing
  her raucous sexy voice
The sun is orange with clouds passing by so fast
  people on seats drinking coffee
      at night green wobbly, wooden tables
Big Brother and the Holding Company
  I think they are better than the Dead
      man that dope is good
        my girl so warm inside that tie-dye vest
I’m hoping this day will never end
  up hear on Pacific Heights I can see the golden bridge
      looks kinda’ red to me!
      this walk should never end
          just me and my girlfriend
          damn her nipples are so hot!