Album: More of the Monkees
Look out, here comes tomorrow,
That's when I have to choose.
How I wish I could borrow someone else's shoes.
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.
I see all kinds of sorrow,
Wish I only loved one.
Look out, here comes tomorrow,
Oh how I wish tomorrow would never come.
(Spoken)
Mary, I love you.
Sandra, I love you.
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.
(Spoken)
I love you, darling.
I love you.