| Joanna sits on her porch, what am I to do
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| I once was her boy but now we’re done I’m feeling blue
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| I’m getting out this town, Starbucks drive-thru
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| I reach for my cash and only find pictures of you
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| Should I call or should I run?
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| Turn around or just move on?
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| Either choice I make I’m scared will still be wrong
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| Take, take, take it till I just can’t take it from you (Joanna)
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| Fake, fake, fake it till I just can’t make it with you (Joanna)
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| Say goodby a hundred times, but never see it through
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| The hardest way to say Joanna, I need you
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| Took a trip out west, went to Saskatoon
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| To clear all the thoughts in my head, the only thoughts I knew
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| Turned on the radio, a stupid thing to do
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| Cuz all the songs I hear remind me of you
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| They say that lvoe is more than a feeling
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| But you gotta hear me out |