| I’ve been workin’at forgettin'
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| Since you said goodbye
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| Lookin’for some good times
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| The best money can buy
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| But it’s a bad investment
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| There’s no longer dividends
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| You can’t buy happiness
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| Heal a hear that just won’t mend
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| I’ve never thought that I’d be missin’you this way
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| I should of paid you more attention
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| But now it’s too late
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| You can buy a night out on the town
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| You can buy love for crews
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| But you can’t buy your way out of the blues
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| No you can’t buy your way out of the blues
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| You can spend your fool self sinin'
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| But your money’s all you lose
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| Lord life just can’t be bought and paid for
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| And that’s the truth
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| No you can’t buy your way out of the blues
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| My pocket book is empty
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| But I’m still fellin’bad
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| I might as weel admit it Your the last good time I had
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| It’s been a high price lesson
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| I can’t justify the cost
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| I tried buyin’your memory
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| But it’s all invane
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| Because I never thought that I’d be missin’you this way
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| I should of paid you more attention
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| But now it’s too late
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| You can buy a night out on the town
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| You can buy love for crews
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| But you can’t buy your way out of the blues
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| No you can’t buy your way out of the blues
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| You can spend your fool self sinin'
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| But your money’s all you lose
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| Lord life just can’t be bought and paid for
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| And that’s the truth
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| No you can’t buy your way out of the blues
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| Lord life just can’t be bought and paid for
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| And that’s the truth
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| No you can’t buy your way out of the blues |