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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 ain't ready for the altar but I do agree there's times When a woman sure can 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 doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind Will you meet me in the middle; will you meet me in the air? Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care? Well I tried to fake it, I don't 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? I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind Will you meet me in the middle; will you meet me in the air? Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care? Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it Doo wop doo wop ... From Letras Mania