| Good morning heartache
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| You’re like an old friend
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| Come and see me again
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| Good morning heartache
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| You’re like an old friend
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| Come and see me again
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| Look up you’re in Cleveland again
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| A solid line that never ends
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| I’ve got stories that you’ll never believe
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| And I know it I wear, I wear it on my sleeve
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| There must’ve been somethin' bout you that I liked
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| But right here in the rain, you know it just don’t seem right
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| I always go out, I never hide
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| But in Cleveland I should have stayed inside
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| Good morning heartache
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| You’re like an old friend
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| Come and see me again
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| Good morning heartache
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| You’re like an old friend
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| Come and see me again
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| Testify my love for you
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| And I know it runs deep through your body too
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| From the cold blacktop to the hot concrete
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| The old tan van it ain’t so sweet
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| Good morning heartache
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| You’re like an old friend
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| Come and see me again
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| Good morning heartache
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| You’re like an old friend
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| Come and see me again
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| Somewhere in America in the city at night
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| We were far from home but you know it was gonna be alright
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| The unfortunate get preyed on by vultures eyes
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| Eighty-six cents in these pockets of mine
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| And you can take my money, you can take my time
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| But you can’t take my heart, it’s in the city behind
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| Good morning heartache
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| You’re like an old friend
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| Come and see me again
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| Good morning heartache
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| You’re like an old friend
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| Come and see me again |