Well I tried to make it sunday, but I got so damn depressed
That I set my sights on monday and I got myself undressed
I aint ready for the altar but I do believe there's times
When a woman sure could be a friend of mine
Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, sister golden hair surprise
And I just can't live without you; can't you see it in my eyes?
I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesnt mean you ain't been on my mind
Would you meet me in the middle, would you meet me in the end?
Could you love me just a little, just enough to show you care?
Well, I tried to fake it, I dont mind sayin', I just can't make it
Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, sister golden hair surprise
And I just can't live without you; can't you see it in my eyes?
Well, I've been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind
Would you meet me in the middle, would you meet me in the end?
Could you love me just a little, just enough to show you care?
Now I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it
Ooh Dah do dah, ooh dah do dah
ooh ah ooh
Ooh Dah do dah, ooh dah do dah
ooh ah ooh
Ooh Dah do dah, ooh dah do dah
ooh ah ooh
Ooh Dah do dah, ooh dah do dah
ooh ah ooh
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