postcard from pasadena

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she sent a postcard from pasadena, saying, "don't call, i'll call you", now the only thing that's left between us, is 80 miles of highway 2, she used to be my morning sunshine, she used to be my desert rose, along came a tall, dark stranger, then the next thing that i know. she sent a postcard from pasadena, saying, "don't call, i'll call you", now the only thing that's left between us, is 80 miles of highway 2, people here in victorville, stop and ask me where she's gone, even down at the local diner, our favorite table is set for one, she sent a postcard from pasadena, saying, "don't call, i'll call you", now the only thing that's left between us, is 80 miles of highway 2, it's right there staring at me, on my refrigerator door, i keep it there to remind me, i don't need her love no more, yeah right, that's what i keep it for, she sent a postcard from pasadena, saying, "don't call, i'll call you", now the only thing that's left between us, is 80 miles of highway 2, she sent a postcard from pasadena, saying, "don't call, i'll call you", now the only thing that's left between us