| See her there at the table
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| Watch her tear at the label
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| From the bottle that she just drank dry
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| In her mind there’s a burning
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| It took a long time, but she’s learning
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| And just look at the deardrops she’s cried
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| Everbody knows I love her
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| But her mind is on another
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| And just look what he’s done to her pride
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| And if she should change her mind
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| Give up the music and the wine
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| I’ll be standing by to be the next in line
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| I know her favourite songs so well
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| And she’s happy, I can tell
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| Just as long as she can hear the juke box play
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| So I’ll keep playing it loud
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| I’ll spend every dime I have
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| To keep her happy, in my own kind of way
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| Everbody knows I love her
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| But her mind is on another
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| And just look what he’s done to her pride
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| And if she should change her mind
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| Give up the music and the wine
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| I’ll be standing by to be the next in line… |