| What do the lonely do on Sundays?
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| What do they do
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| Or does nobody care?
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| Do they make it through to Mondays
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| Or with a heart filled with pain do they just disappear?
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| I tried so hard to play it real cool
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| Girl
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| When you said I was out of your heart
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| I tried so hard to keep my true feelings inside — but you made me cry
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| Tears on the telephone — it’s tears
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| Tears on the telephone — you made me cry — tears on the telephone
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| How could you just out of the blue say
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| You and I are through — you found someone new
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| How could you
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| When you know that this heart of mine canr live without you
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| What do the lonely do on Mondays?
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| What do they do? |
| Now I know that it’s true
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| 'Cos I tried all night on Sunday to get back to you
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| But you’re not taking no calls
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| I told you that I didng care
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| When you said
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| We were through
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| You’ve found someone new
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| I heard myself saying
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| Girl
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| I can live without you
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| But you made me cry
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| Tears on the telephone — it’s tears
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| Tears on the telephone — you made me cry
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| Tears on the telephone — tears — you made me cry — tears
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| What do the lonely do on Sundays?
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| What do they do for the rest of the week?
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| 'Cos the pain is never ending
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| And there just ain’t no way I can take anymore
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| I tried so hard to play it real cool
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| Girl
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| When you said I was out of your heart
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| I tried so hard to keep my cool feelings inside
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| But you made me cry
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| Tears on the telephone — it’s tears.. . |