look out

The Monkees

Look Out Here Comes Tomorrow -- The Monkees
Written by: Neil Diamond


Look out, here comes tomorrow,
That's when I'll have to choose.
How I wish I could borrow,
Someone else's shoes.

Mary, oh what a sweet girl,
Lips like strawberry pie.
Sandra, the long hair and pig tails,
Can't make up my mind.

I see all kinds of sorrow,
Wish I only loved one.
Look out, here comes tomorrow,
Oh how I wish tomorrow would never come

Told them both that I loved them,
Said it, and it was true.
But I can't have both of them
Don't know what to do.

I see all kinds of sorrow,
Wish I only loved one.
Look out, here comes tomorrow,
Oh how I wish tomorrow would never come

[Instrumental with ad lib..." Mary...I love...And Sandra...I love you!]


Well, I see all kinds of sorrow,
Wish I only loved one.
Look out, here comes tomorrow,
Oh how I wish tomorrow would never come

[Instrumental with ad lib..."I love you...Daring...I love you]
The End