| Two in the morning, too hot to sleep
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| Tossin' and turning and twistin' the sheets
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| I feel an old weakness coming on strong
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| Window wide open in the back bedroom
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| Smell of sweet honeysuckle in full bloom
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| I feel an old weakness coming on strong
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| Feel like I’m running real low on willpower
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| Can’t get you out of this heart of mine
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| From the break of dawn till the midnight hour
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| I keep fighting to let you go
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| But your love is beyond my control
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| Took down that picture of you and me
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| But every time I look up where it used to be
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| I feel an old weakness coming on strong
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| Still got your number next to the phone
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| Just when I believe, I can leave it alone
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| I feel an old weakness coming on strong
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| Feel like I’m running real low on willpower
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| Can’t get you out of this heart of mine
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| From the break of dawn till the midnight hour
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| I keep fighting to let you go
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| But your love is beyond my control
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| It’s an old weakness coming on strong
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| I feel an old weakness, an old weakness
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| I feel an old weakness coming on strong |