by Tommy Boyce & Bobby Hart
Don't listen to Linda,
She said all those things before,
She's just a pretender,
And, though you couldn't love her more,
She'll lead you on, but then one day,
She'll say you have to part,
Don't listen to Linda,
She'll only break your heart.
Don't listen to Linda,
If you want some good advice,
Just try to remember,
She did it once, she'll do it twice,
There's more to her little games,
Than your eyes can see,
Don't listen to Linda,
Or you'll end up like me.
You'll never understand her,
All the presents you could hand her,
Would never be enough,
Oh no, so, don't underestimate her,
'Cause sooner or later,
The going's gonna start to get rough.
Don't listen to Linda,
Don't believe the things you hear,
You're her top contender,
For the loser-of-the-year,
I've said everything I can
To try and make you see,
Don't listen to Linda,
Or you'll end up like me.
SOLO
Don't listen to Linda,
She said all those things before,
She's just a pretender,
And, though you couldn't love her more,
She'll lead you on, but then one day,
She'll say you have to part,
Don't listen to Linda,
She'll only break your heart.