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Greedy Gal lyrics
This is my last letter, baby
I just can't write you anymore
My poor little fingers are swollen
I'm tired of pacin' the floor, yes I am
Threw away our favorite records
It's been tearin' me apart
This is my seventh letter, baby
Just to satisfy my heart
Monday, I wrote and told you
I was all alone and blue
Tuesday, I wrote again, baby
I said I love no one, no one
No one but you, no I don't
Wednesday, I sent you a cable
Beggin' you to call, oh yes, I did
Thursday, I sent you a message
I said oh, darlin', darlin' please come back home
Friday, I woke up cryin'
Wiped the sweat upon a tear
I'll get a long lonely seven
I did the same thing all over again, yes I did
This is my seventh letter, baby
On this bright Sunday mornin'
Just get off my knees from prayin'
I said oh Lord, oh Lord, please send her back home
Can't you hear me talkin' to her?
(This is my last letter to you)
Seven letters, seven days, seven long lonely days
I'll say again
(This is my last letter to you)
Yes it is, yes it is, oh, yes it is
(This is my last letter)
This is my last letter, baby
Part of these releases
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- Track 26 on Moon Hop: Best of the Early Years 1960-69
- 25 Tougher Than Tough
- 27 Kill Me Dead
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