| Sitting out here in the sun
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| Played my heart like 21
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| Spend my time all crying
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| Cos I just forget to laugh
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| Now everyone around me
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| Is just always trying to sell me
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| On the notion that you’re not the one
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| That I deserve to have
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| But if you’d just clean up your act
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| Tell me what you mean by that
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| Maybe would should dance one more time
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| Whoa (Yeah!)
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| Sweet hell
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| I’m a little lonely in this tore up town
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| Sweet hell
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| Won’t you come and find me in this big ole house
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| Lock the door
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| So we can bury these bones on the floor
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| Oh, sweet hell
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| I’m a little lonely, baby, where are you
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| Well, I got some roses at the door
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| But who they’re from and who they’re for
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| Might just need explaining
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| So go on and get to that
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| Well, I can’t believe you act like that
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| Well, I can’t believe I want you back
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| Maybe would should dance one more time
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| Whoa (Yeah!)
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| Sweet hell
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| I’m a little lonely in this tore up town
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| Sweet hell
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| Won’t you come and find me in this big ole house
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| Lock the door
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| So we can bury these bones on the floor
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| Oh, sweet hell
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| I’m a little lonely, baby, where are you
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| Sweet hell
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| I’m a little lonely in this tore up town
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| Sweet hell
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| Won’t you come and find me in this big ole house, I said now
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| Sweet hell
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| I’m a little lonely in this tore up town
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| Sweet hell
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| Won’t you come and find me in this big ole house (I said now)
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| Sweet hell
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| I’m a little lonely in this tore up town
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| Sweet hell
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| Won’t you come and find me in this big ole house (I said)
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| Sweet hell (Yeah!)
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| I’m a little lonely in this tore up town (I said)
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| Sweet hell
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| Won’t you come and find me in this big ole house (I said) |