Hey Mister That's Me Up On The Jukebox Lyrics - Prisoner In Disguise - Linda Ronstadt

Hey mister that's me up on the jukebox 

I'm the one singing this sad song 

And I cry every time that you slip in one more dime 

And play me singing the sad one, one more time 

Southern California, that's as blue as a girl can be 

Blue as the deep blue sea, won't you listen to me now? 

I need your golden gated cities like a hole in my head 

Just like a hole in my head, I'm free 

Hey mister that's me up on the jukebox 

I'm the one singing this sad song 

And I cry every time that you slip in one more dime 

And play me singing the sad one one more time 

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Do believe I'll go back home 

Hey mister can't you see that I'm dry as a bone 

I think I'll spend some time alone 

Unless you find a way of squeezing water from a stone 

We'll let the doctor and the lawyer do as much as they can 

Let the springtime begin, let the boy become a man 

I have wasted too much time just to sing you this sad song 

I have been this lonesome picker just a little too long 

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Hey mister that's me up on the jukebox 

I'm the one singing this sad song 

And I cry every time that you slip in one more dime 

And play me singing the sad one, one more time 

Well I've been spreading myself thin these days