| Everybody’s got a sad song
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| And a vice they wanna lay in
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| And I got one that’s tossed around
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| And I’m singin' once again
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| And I’m turnin' on the blue lights
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| 'Cause I know how my sad song ends
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| All torn up, I’m feelin'
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| All torn up, just masquerading
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| Now it seems all my dreams ain’t worth one thin dime
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| I’m all torn up (all torn up)
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| Keep the music playin', all night long
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| Pass the glass, pour the wine
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| Nobody wants to be alone, when it comes to closing time
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| And my luck just keeps on turnin' on and off
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| Like a flashing neon sign
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| All torn up, I’m feelin'
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| All torn up, just masquerading
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| Now it seems all my dreams ain’t worth one thin dime
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| I’m all torn up (all torn up)
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| Spinning in circles, like a record goin' round and round
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| This same sad song keeps playin'
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| On and on, over and over again
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| Oh, yeah… Ummmmmm
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| Oh, I
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| Just like Hamlet’s ghost (haunting me)
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| And it’s way past curtain time
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| All torn up, I’m feelin'
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| All torn up
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| I should try one last goodbye, leave it all behind
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| But this sad, sad, sad, sad song is hangin' round my mind
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| And I’m all torn up (all torn up)
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| Oh I, I’m all torn up (all torn up)
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| All torn up (all torn up)
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| All torn up |