Hey Mister That’s Me Up On The Jukebox Lyrics

“Hey Mister That’s Me Up On The Jukebox”

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

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

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

About Linda Ronstadt Lyrics

Artist: Linda Ronstadt
Related songs:
Album
Prisoner in Disguise
Release date: September 15, 1975
Label: Asylum Records
Born: July 15, 1946 (age 76 years), Tucson, Arizona, United States
Hall of fame induction: 2014
Grandparents: Federico José María Ronstadt, Lloyd Groff Copeman
Songwriting partners: Kenny Edwards, Zbigniew Preisner, Eric Kaz
Awards: Kennedy Center Honors, MORE
Nominations: Grammy Award for Album of the Year, MORE

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