I'm the only one down here
Who's got nothing to say
About the war or the rice
That keeps going astray on its way to Bombay
The smog that keeps polluting up our shores
Is boring me to tears
Why don't you call me, Miss O'Dell?
I'm the only one down here
Who's got nothing to fear
From the waves or the night
That keeps rolling on right up to my front porch
The record player's broken on the floor
And Ben, he can't restore it
Won't you call me, Miss O'Dell?
I can tell you
Nothing new
Has happened since I last saw you
And I'm the only one down here
Who's got nothing to say
About the hip or the dope
Or the cat with most hope to fill the Fillmore
Your pushing, shoving, ringing on my bell
Is not for me tonight
So, won't you call me, Miss O'Dell?
Won't you call me, Miss O'Dell?
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