| Everytime that I, hear a woman cry,
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| cos her man has left her flat,
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| I just feel like saying,
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| don’t be such a fool you fool.
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| Let her dry your eyes, can’t you realise,
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| that you gain nothing by that.
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| Why thats no way to keep his heart warm,
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| when his love grows cool.
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| Whats the use of sighing,
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| Whats the use of crying,
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| If hes giving you the sack.
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| If your kissess can’t hold the man you love,
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| Then your tears won’t bring him back.
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| You might as well be cheerful,
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| No use being tearful,
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| If he wanders off the track.
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| 'Cos if your kissess can’t hold the man you love,
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| then your tears won’t bring him back.
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| Now listen,
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| if sweet sugar kissin',
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| isn’t going to make him hot.
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| Now tell me how do ya,
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| hope to bring him to ya,
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| with tears instead of song.
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| So be a regular fella,
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| say wht the hella,
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| get his clothes and help pack.
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| 'Cos if your kissess can’t hold the man you love,
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| then your tears won’t bring him back.
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| And what are you crying about
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| you might aswell be crying about a broken china cup,
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| but when your red hot cuppa steam pipe gets cold,
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| tears wont heat it up.
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| And there’s nothing like a weeping wyatt
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| to drive a man away from home.
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| Laugh and the world laughs with you,
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| weep and you sleep alone.
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| Love is like home cooking, good and wholesome,
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| but all men like a peice of mutton on the outside now and then.
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| And if you find your husband is cheating,
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| go out and do the sameold dear,
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| why, hes only givng you the chance that youve been wating for for years.
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| My goodness, tears won’t get you anything,
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| just a shiny red nose.
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| Now come on, paint up, powder up,
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| put on your swellest clothes.
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| Go out and make woopy!
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| Men, you’ll get them by the score.
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| Neglected wives shouldn’t worry,
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| thats what god made sailors for.
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| Don’t cry for him or chase him,
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| just go out and replace him,
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| with some goodlooking Tom Dick or Jack.
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| 'Cos if your kissess can’t hold the man you love,
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| then your tears won’t bring him back. |