| Well I’m standing at the crossroads again
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| With an empty heart and a dollar ten
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| Maybe I’ll bump into some famous names
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| Robert Johnson, Elmore James
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| I’m standing at the crossroads again
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| Well I woke up this morning like I usually do
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| My baby was nowhere around
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| I looked in the mirror, I looked in the hall
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| In my slippers and my dressing gown
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| There were lipstick traces on the bedroom door
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| Goodbye she wrote, I don’t want you no more
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| I guess I’m not the man she was looking for
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| But just the man she found
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| Well I’m standing at the crossroads again
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| With an empty heart and a dollar ten
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| Maybe I’ll bump into some famous names
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| Robert Johnson, Elmore James
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| I’m standing at the crossroads again
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| Here I am on my own again
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| Where did I go wrong this time
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| I treat them good like a gentleman should
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| And I never ever step out of line
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| I’m no kid I know my way around
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| Six foot six, I weigh 200 pounds
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| But I can’t hold no romance down
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| Maybe I should give up trying
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| Well I’m standing at the crossroads again
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| With an empty heart and a dollar ten
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| Maybe I’ll bump into some famous names
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| Robert Johnson, Elmore James
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| I’m standing at the crossroads again
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| Well I’m standing at the crossroads again
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| Well I’m standing at the crossroads again |