| Woke up Sunday morning and I thought that I could sing
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| But I can’t no I can’t
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| Woke up Sunday morning and I thought I heard bells ring
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| But they don’t, and they won’t
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| Oh it’s dark
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| Yeah it’s dark
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| In my heart
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| Got a letter from my mama but she didn’t send no cash
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| Send no cash not a dime
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| Got a letter from my sister and she’s still writin' trash
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| Writin' trash, top 40 trash
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| I asked a man some questions and he told me just the truth
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| Just the truth, and I didn’t believe him
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| I asked a girl for lovin' and she walked in the phonebooth
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| That ain’t cool, in the phonebooth
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| Met a girl in New York and she had a lotta class
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| Lotta class, tourist class
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| Took the girl to LA but she said it wouldn’t last
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| Wouldn’t last, and it didn’t |