I can see it in her letters
On the paper with her pen
Her response is getting stranger
Think she's comin' round again
So tell me Mrs. Rita
What's it say in my tarot?
Read my palm and tell me
Why do lovers come and go?
Is she comin' round for me once again?
Around or was that the end?
I just hope she's comin' round again
I've been keepin' myself busy
With my books and with my tapes
But everyday's much better
Since I slowed my drinking pace
There's no swimming in the bottle
It's just someplace we all drown
But I lost myself in sorrow
Lost my confidence in doubt
Is she comin' round for me once again?
Around or was that the end?
And I just hope she's comin' round again
Get in the car and drive through town
Down the block and back around
Pretending if she's there with me
We'd drive, gone forever
Now my patience keeps me plaintive
My high hopes keep me alone
My lovers will is shaken
I wish she would just come home
So tell me Mrs. Rita
What's it say in my tarot?
Read my palm and tell me
Why do lovers come and go?
Is she comin' round for me once again?
Around or was that the end?
And I just hope she's comin' round again
Is she comin' round for me once again?
Around or was that the end?
And I just hope she's comin' round again
I just hope she's comin' round
I just hope she's comin' round
I just hope she's comin' round
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