| Well I’m sitting here thinking Baby
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| Wishing I could be with you
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| When you’re sitting looking pretty
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| There ain’t nothing I won’t do
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| When I’m sitting all alone Baby
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| You’re so far away
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| So I’m thinking 'bout you Baby
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| And you’re moving my blues away
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| I’m moving the blues, I’m turning it out
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| I’m taking it down, I’m shaking it out
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| I’ve paid all my dues, I’ve nothing to loose
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| I’m losing the blues
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| Well I’m sitting all alone Baby
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| Wishing I could hold you tight
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| When I think about you Baby
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| Everything is gonna be allright
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| Well I’m sitting here thinking Baby
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| Wishing I could be with you
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| When you’re sitting looking pretty
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| There ain’t nothing I won’t do
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| I’m moving the blues, I’m turning it down
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| I’m shaking it up, I’ll turn it around
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| I’ve done paying dues, I’ve nothing to loose
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| I’m losing the blues |