| I wish I had a dime for every bad time
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| But the bad times always seem to keep the change
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| You been all alone so you know what I’m saying
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| And when all you can recall is the pain
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| Just you wait until tomorrow when you wake up with me
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| At your side and find I haven’t lied about nothing
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| And I wouldn’t trade a tree for the way I feel about you
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| In the morning, anyhow I love you
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| And everyday it gets just a little bit better
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| And half the getting there is knowing where I been before
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| I’m sure you understand 'cause I ain’t your first man
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| And when you feel like running for the back door don’t |