| My husband left me last night
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| Left me a poor and lonely wife
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| I cook the meals and he got the life
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| Now I’m just old for the rest of my time
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| For he, Oh he, oh my
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| I speak because I can
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| To anyone I trust enough to listen
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| You speak because you can
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| To anyone who’ll hear what you say
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| I swear it was not my choice
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| I used to be so kind
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| Never rode my bike down to the sea
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| Never finished that letter I was writing
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| Never got up and said anything
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| Worthy, for he, for my
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| Graceful sleeper
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| You midnight dreamer
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| I’m floored by your sound
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| I’m floored by your sound
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| I swear it was not my choice
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| To reach out for someone wise
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| I used to be so kind
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| I used to be so kind
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| In the breaking of the morning we’ll be dancing on my soft lawn
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| When you’re shaking out the anger that stops you from taking my call
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| When you’re running up the highway
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| Singing I’m the king, the king of you all
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| When you look back to where it started
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| I’ll be there waving you on
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| Never rode my bike down to the sea
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| Never quite figured out what I believe
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| Never got up and said anything
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| Worthy, for he, for my |