| You were on your own, I was on the road
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| You were awful lonesome, I was awful cold
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| You wanted love songs but that’s not enough
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| So how long must we punish each other
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| For the sin of falling in love
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| You were on the phone, I was on the floor
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| And the boy was staring out the kitchen door
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| He hears our fighting and he takes it rough
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| So how long must we punish each other
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| For the sin of falling in love?
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| Well, there’s a whole lot worse that a man can do
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| There’s greater crimes for women too
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| Than to give the holy power of love a place to stand
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| Now we’re looking back through a sack of woe
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| There’s a boy with a stack of reasons to know
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| Why we can’t forgive each other a woman and man
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| You were in the air, I was in the sea
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| Boy was in the basket with friends on the beach
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| It don’t take much asking to receive that stuff
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| So how long must we punish each other
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| For the sin of falling in love?
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| Oh, how long must we punish each other
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| For the sin of falling in love? |