Well I tried to make it Sunday, but I got so damn depressed
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That I set my sights on Monday and I got myself undressed
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I ain't ready for the altar but I do agree there's times
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When a woman sure can be a friend of mine
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Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surprise
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And I just can't live without you; can't you see it in my eyes?
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I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find
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But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind
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Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air?
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Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care?
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Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it
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Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surprise
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And I just can't live without you; can't you see it in my eyes?
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Now I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find
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But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind
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Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air?
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Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care?
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Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it
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Doo wop doo wop...
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Sister Golden Hair
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