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Lying on Linda's bed, sunlight on my head
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Listen to the birds until she comes back home
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Last night, Linda held me all night, I had to cry
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Last night, I didn't have to cry alone

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She's a psychic, she's a poet, full of visions, full of warnings
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And she'll be back some time this afternoon
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If I have to blow it, let me blow it in the morning
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Cause I want one more day in Linda's room

Lying on Linda's bed, she let me under the covers
When she gets home, I think I'm going to be her lover
It's true last night we mourned, but blessed are those who do
For today, she'll play me Debussy and Frankie Ford “Sea Cruise”

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Ooee, baby …
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She got gray eyes, she got music, she got lost keys, she got sorrow
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And she'll be back some time this afternoon
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If I have to lose it, let me lose it tomorrow
      A                E              E
Cause I want one more day in Linda's room

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She got gray eyes, she got music, she got lost keys, she got sorrow
And she'll be back some time this afternoon
If I have to lose it, let me lose it tomorrow
Cause I want one more day in Linda's room
I want one more day in Linda's room
I want one more night in Linda's room!

Listen on Youtube (with Bruce Harvie on electric guitar. Thank you, Bruce!)