On Monday they gave me a white linen suit
Did I know why? Did I know why?

On Tuesday I met an angel --she was cute
And she could fly She could fly

On Wednesday we went dancing in the rain
She said there’s something I may have to explain
Notice that your feet aren’t touching the floor
Did you like it when we drifted right through the front door?
Hey, did I die? Please don’t cry
Hey, did I die? Please don’t cry

But you don’t have to worry about your telephone bills
You don’t have to care if smoking kills
You don’t have to worry about job interviews
You don’t have to worry about the evening news
So I died? Yes, you died
You reside On the other side
On the other side

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Well, I don’t have to worry about sudden chest pain
I don’t have an image to maintain
I don’t care if my clothes are out or in
I don’t have to worry if eating is a sin . . .
And now there’s time to wait for the Cubbies to win
Odds are thin But they will win
Is that a grin? They’re gonna win

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On Tuesdays I wear a white linen suit
Now I know why Now I know why

There’s my friend the angel—she sure is cute
And we can fly On the other side
And we can fly On the other side
On the other side On the other side