Postcard From Pasadena

D,G,D-D,A,D D G D She sent a postcard from Pasadena D A D Saying, don't call, I'll call you D G D Now the only thing that's left between us D A D Is eighty miles of highway two G D She used to be my morning sunshine A D She used to be my desert rose G D Along came a tall dark stranger A Then the next thing that I know BREAK:D,G,D-D,A,D People here in Victorville Stop and ask me where she's gone Even down at the local diner Our favorite table's set for one G D It's right there staring at me A D On my refridgerator door G D I keep it there to remind me A I don't need her love no more Yeah right, that's what I keep it for CHORUS 2x OUTRO:D,G,D-D,A,D