I just found out yesterday that Linda goes to Mars
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Every time I sit and look at pictures of used cars
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She'll turn on her radio and sit down in her chair
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And look at me across the room, as if I wasn't there
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Oh My stars! My Linda's gone to Mars
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Well I wish she wouldn't leave me here alone
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Oh My stars! My Linda's gone to Mars
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Well, I wonder if she'd bring me something home.
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Something, somewhere, somehow took my Linda by the hand
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And secretly decoded our sacred wedding band
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For when the moon shines down up on our happy, humble home
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Her inner space gets tortured by some outer space unknown.
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Now I ain't seen no saucers 'cept the ones upon the shelf
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And if I ever seen one I'd keep it to myself
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For if there's life out there somewhere beyond this life on earth
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Then Linda must have gone out there and got her money's worth.
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Yeah, I wonder if she'd bring me something home.
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Linda Goes To Mars
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| John Prine |
