Me Myself I
Album - 1980 - Debaser id 12902

My baby say that the time is a
Coming soon
But did not say if it was in the morning or the
Afternoon
If we don't meet today
I think tomorrow may
Bring a surprise
Before my eyes
Is it tomorrow yet
I've got to do my best
For my baby
I've been losing time
Has the clock spun 'round
Did I sleep too late
Have I missed too much
Have I missed much
Have I missed much
I wanna see my baby
I wanna see my baby
Is it tomorrow yet
Can't count the times we've met and we've been going our
Different ways
Tomorrow I know we'll be going
The same way
Don't know 'bout yesterday
And we may not meet today
Under this sky
But I'd like a surprise
Is it tomorrow yet
I've got to look my best
For my baby
This time I'm keeping track
There'll be no looking back
No more maybe
Must be tomorrow today
Must be tomorrow today
Here's my baby

You called all the way from America
And said hang on to love girl
But the weeks and the months and the tears
Passed by
And my eyes couldn't stand the strain
Of that promised love

All the way from America

You called all the way from America
And said I'll soon be home girl
But the years and the tears and the fears
Passed by
And my heart couldn't stand the pain
Of that promised love

All the way from America
All the way from America

I stayed all alone and I waited 'round
For you to knock at my door
But the knock never came and no ring
At all
And now I sit and wonder why
You made that first call

All the way from America

I don't believe I'll stay here
I don't think I wanna wait here any more
And if you search for me baby
Better bring some more love than you declared

All the way from America

He's from Ohio
Lives with his mother
He loves the woman
Who loves his brother

What can he do now
As she walks across the floor
Here comes his brother
Walking sideways through the door

Was the same at school
He played the fool
Or took a back seat
While Simon ruled

He played by himself a lot
And people called him shy
His mother said be more friendly
And he would ask her why

Has Simon got to be more friendly
And do I have to be like him
And mother said
No son
Gotta be yourself
Be more like I tell you
Be like me
Be like I tell you
Be like me

Now when Kathleen
Came on the scene
He saw her first
And then Simon spoke

He took her to places
That completely turned her head
Gave her practical things
Like diamonds for her neck

Has Simon got to be so friendly
Sometimes he makes me want to kill

Look at 'em dancing
While he's standing by the wall
There's gonna be trouble
When the time to leave is called

And Simon won't be feeling friendly
He'll be lying too close to the floor

And mother said
Oh son
That's not like you
You gotta be more like I tell you
Be like me
Be like I tell you
Be like me