| By the look in your eye I can tell you’re gonna cry
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| Is it over me?
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| If it is, save your tears
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| By the look in your eye I can tell you’re gonna cry
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| Is it over me?
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| If it is, save your tears
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| For I’m not worth it, you see
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| For I’m the type of boy who is always on the roam
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| Wherever I lay my hat that’s my home
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| I’m telling you that’s my home
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| You had romance, did you break it by chance
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| Over me?
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| If it’s so I’d like for you to know
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| That I’m not worth it, you see
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| For I’m the type of boy who is always on the roam, mm
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| Wherever I lay my hat that’s my home
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| Mm, that’s my home
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| Oh, you keep telling me, you keep telling me I’m your man
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| What do I have to do to make you understand?
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| For I’m the type of guy who gives girl the eye
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| Everybody knows
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| But I love them and I leave them
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| Break their hearts and deceive them everywhere I go
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| Don’t you know that I’m the type of man who is always on the roam
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| Wherever I lay my hat that’s my home
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| Wherever I lay my hat, oh oh, that’s my home, mm yeh
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| That’s my home
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| And I like it that way |