| Underneath the neon sign
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| Of harry’s bar and grill
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| Someone hugs a bottle
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| To take away the chill
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| Oh, but the wind still blows
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| Carries his sleeping soul
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| As far as lonely goes
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| Upstairs in a penthouse
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| Behind a golden door
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| Someone’s drinking pink champagne
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| To keep from being bored
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| Between the highs and lows
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| The icy wind still blows
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| As far as lonely goes
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| You would never buy a bottle
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| To wash away your troubles
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| If you could buy a suitcase for your soul
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| You would make a pretty package
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| Of all your extra baggage
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| Lock it up and send it down the road
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| As far as lonely goes
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| From the has-beens to the haves
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| From the mansions to the alleys
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| From the riches to the rags
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| Underneath our clothes
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| We’re all the same, you know
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| As far as lonely goes
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| I would never buy a bottle
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| To wash away my troubles
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| If I could buy a suitcase for my soul
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| I would make a pretty package
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| Of all my extra baggage
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| Lock it up and send it down the road
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| As far as lonely goes |