Linda — Randy Newman

Seven ships without a sail Seven cats without a tail Boy, it's weird here On this spooky old pier tonight But I'm not frightened `cause I know what it is Ev'rything is just the same as it was I'm in trouble because of Linda She hurt me so badly She said she'd be here On our special pier I lover her

Linda, the carousel's playing But that merry-go-round Is bringing me down `Cause I remember what it meant to you

Linda, Linda I love you