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Gord Bamford
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Postcard From Pasadena
Lyricist:Gordon Wallace Bamford, George Byron Iii Hill
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
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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 Is 80 miles of Highway 2
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