| While I down Kentucky bourbon, I am waiting for a call
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| And the moon and stars tonight are playing shadows on the wall
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| With the moon the way it is, dear, would you answer out of spite?
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| Or are you feeling lonely tonight?
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| Cuz I remember last time we were out under the stars
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| Driving crooked down the highway, drinking beer in roadside bars
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| Now and then I wonder why this painful memory
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| Can never find its way to you from me
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| And I can’t dial the phone just now, even though I know your number
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| Can’t bring my broken heart to be untrue
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| Like you did today, you’ll say goodbye the same old way
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| Ever since you hung up on me, I’m hung up on you
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| Well the house I’m ringing up from is a half a mile from you
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| But with the reception I’m getting, might as well be Timbuktu
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| And behind the door of your home is a strange and foreign land
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| Where you speak a language I don’t understand
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| And I can’t dial the phone just now, even though I know your number
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| Can’t bring my broken heart to be untrue
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| Like you did today, you’ll say goodbye the same old way
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| Ever since you hung up on me, I’m hung up on you
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| Now I’m goin down to Jimmy’s bar like a thousand other times
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| With an appetite for poison and a suitcase full of dimes
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| And I’ll wait there by the payphone with one hundred other guys
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| With those sorry hung up teardrops in our eyes
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| And I can’t dial the phone just now, even though I know your number
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| Can’t bring my broken heart to be untrue
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| Like you did today, you’ll say goodbye the same old way
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| Ever since you hung up on me, I’m hung up on you
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| Ever since you hung up on me, I’m hung up on you |