My #1 dropped off
Was getting too topped off
Running around my house
Until my face fell off
My #2 became 1
Burning like the sun
Killing all my thoughts
But still wanting to run
My #3 took its place
The city by the Bay
I live and die for the people
SFC no other equal
My #4 moved away
She hated the ******* Yay
I still love her to this day
But it’s better off this way
My #5 fell from the sky
An angel in disguise
She’s my ******* Queen
#1 one day she’ll be
Alcohol, ****, San Francisco, my X, my new love. What’s important?