| You used to be my party doll
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| But now you say the party’s over
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| You used to love to honky tonk
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| But now the honky tonking’s over
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| Now life is a bitter thing, my sweet
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| Now life is a mystery to me Love’s pain, I ain’t buying
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| Love’s strange. |
| I keep trying, trying, trying
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| You used to be my party doll
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| But now you want to live in clover
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| You used to be my number one
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| But now those salad days are over
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| Times change but fascination stays
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| Love wins but the passion just fades
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| I’ll drink to the dancing days
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| I’ll drink to your crazy ways
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| Through the whiskey haze
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| Face the music, face the truth
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| Chase that fleet sweet bird of youth
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| Grow up sweetly, grow up strong
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| Hear the heartbeat, in my song
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| Love’s pain, I ain’t buying
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| Love’s strange. |
| I keep trying, trying, trying
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| You used to be my party doll
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| But now you say the party’s over
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| You used to love to honky tonk
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| But now those dancing days are over
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| You used to be my number one
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| But now you vanished in the ozone |