| I was there when she fell for the first time
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| I picked her up and saw the heartache in her eyes
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| I guess I knew right then how little chance I had to win
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| But can’t nobody say I didn’t try
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| She was nineteen years old and already lonely
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| Lord only knows how many men she’s tried
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| Why she went from man to man I’ll never understand
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| But can’t nobody say I didn’t try
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| I thought that I was just the man to tame her
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| And save her from the wild side of life
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| But the wild side had already claimed her
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| Living way out on the edge that’s what she loves
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| I read something in a book once about women
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| Like a rose they last while they last
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| But she only blooms at night there under the neon lights
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| But can’t nobody say I didn’t try
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| She only blooms at night there under the neon lights
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| But can’t nobody say I didn’t try |