Aimee Mann – Dear John

Cotton candy was king

On the midway that spring

When I saw you in the rain on the lawn

Dear John

Throwing kisses so Richmond’s unfortunates can go on

Oh, the lectures I gave

So the girls would behave

While the band played all your favorite songs

Dear John

Throwing kisses so Richmond’s unfortunates can go on

But numbers come up and you’re left to the fates

Though I always thought you were one of the greats

Once somebody stationed in Kuala Lumpur

Said he thought you went out, but he couldn’t be sure

And the midway I knew

Where the sky was so blue

With the memory of you is gone

Dear John

Throwing kisses so Richmond’s unfortunates can go on

Throwing kisses so Richmond’s unfortunates can go on

Throwing kisses so Richmond’s unfortunates can go on

Throwing kisses so Richmond’s unfortunates can go on

Throwing kisses so Richmond’s unfortunates can go on