| The torch I carry is handsome
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| It’s worth its heartache in ransom
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| And when the twilight steals
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| I know how the lady in the harbor feels
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| When I want rain I get sunny weather
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| I’m just as blue as the sky
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| Since love is gone, can’t pull myself together
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| Guess I’ll hang my tears out to dry
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| Friends ask me out, I tell them I’m busy
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| I must get a new alibi, I stay at home
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| And ask myself where is he?
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| Guess I’ll hang my tears out to dry
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| Dry little teardrops hanging on a string of dreams
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| Fly little memories, my little memories
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| Remind him pf our crazy schemes
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| Somebody said just forget about him
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| So I gave that treatment a try
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| Strangely enough I got along without him
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| Then one day he passed me right by
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| Oh well, I guess I’ll hang my tears out to dry |