| Well, she’s waiting for the bus
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| Down on the boulevard
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| Pretty little working girl
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| She ain’t got no fancy clothes
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| Don’t drive no fancy car
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| She’s the waitress
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| At the bar and grill
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| She’s on her own now
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| He left and went away
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| He really broke her heart
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| It just worked out that way
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| Well, all over and all over
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| Things are tough all over
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| Well, all over and all over
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| Things, things are tough all over
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| Well, he’s drinking at the bar
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| Down by the old boat yard
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| He sits and he talks to strangers
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| The factory laid him off
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| And life’s been getting hard
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| It’s enough to make a good man bad
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| He’s got that look in his eye
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| There’s just no words to say
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| It’s tough to swallow your pride
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| Each and every day
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| Heres one for the broken hearted
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| It’s tough just to get things started
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| All over again, all over again
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| He’s got that look in his eye
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| There’s just no words to say
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| It’s tough to swallow your pride
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| Each and every day
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| Things are tough all over
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| Things are tough all over
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| Things are tough all over
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| Things are tough all over… |