| The torch I carry is handsome
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| It’s worth its heartache in ransom
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| And when the twilight steals
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| I know how the lady in the harbor feels
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| When I want rain, I get sunny weather
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| I’m just as blue as the sky
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| Since love is gone, can’t pull myself together
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| Guess I’ll hang my tears out to dry
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| Friends ask me out, and I tell them I’m busy
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| Must get a new alibi
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| I stay at home, and ask myself «Where is she?»
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| Guess I’ll hang my tears out to dry
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| Dry little tear drops, my little tear drops
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| Hanging on a stream of dreams
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| Fly, little mem’ries, my little mem’ries
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| Remind her of our crazy schemes
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| Yes, somebody said «Just forget about her»
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| So I gave that treatment a try
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| And strangely enough, I got along without her
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| Then one day she passed me right by
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| Oh well
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| I guess I’ll hang my tears out to dry |