| I still recall the bouquet of your body
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| As though it were yesterday
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| And with trembling hands I reach for the bottle
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| To drink all my sadness away
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| Loving you, baby, was the peak of my life
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| Now there’s nowhere for me to go but down
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| And I feel like that boy in «The Prince & The Pauper»
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| As he dressed up in rags and than gave up his crown
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| Missing you has made me a shell of a man
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| Missing you until I just can’t understand
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| Missing you baby
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| Whatever tore us apart now?
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| Oh destiny you’re so mean & you’re cold
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| And there’s nuthin' folks can do to cramp your style
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| Just like the man who’s convicted of murder
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| Will pay for his crime when he walks that last mile
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| Lovin you baby, was my whole life to me
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| But you start dyin the moment that you’re born
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| And no one is there when you’ve picked all the roses
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| To come to your side & pull out every thorn
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| Missing you has made me a shell of a man
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| Missing you until I just can’t understand
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| Missing you baby
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| Whatever tore us apart now? |