Mary, oh, what a sweet girl
Lips like strawberry pie
Sandra, long hair and beat girl
Can’t make up my mind
I see all kinds of sorrow
Wish I only loved one
Look out, here comes tomorrow
Oh, how I wish tomorrow would never come
Told them both that I loved them
Said it, and it was true
But I can’t have both of them
Don’t know what to do
And I see all kinds of sorrow
Wish I only loved one
Look out, here comes tomorrow
Oh, how I wish tomorrow would never come
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Peter: Ladies and gentlemen, you are listening to the instrumental… Thank you, we hope you enjoyed it. And now, back to the song.
Well, I see all kinds of sorrow
Wish I only loved one
Look out, here comes tomorrow
Oh, how I wish tomorrow would never come
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Peter: Ladies and gentlemen, this part of our record is here because if it weren’t, the record would be seventeen seconds too short, and we would have to do an interview at the end.
Well, I see all kinds of sorrow
Wish I only loved one
Look out, here comes tomorrow
Oh, how I wish tomorrow would never come, ooh
Peter: Hi, this is me again, and this part is what we call the fade where the record gets softer and softer, and the disc jockey usually comes in and starts talking over it.