| Three o' clock in the morning
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| When the telephone started ringing
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| I had a feeling it would be you
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| I didn’t wanna take it but I let my imagination
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| Think of some kinda trouble you got into
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| And I just had to answer
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| And you had to stop crying
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| And I, I tried to fight it
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| But I thought if I didn’t listen to you
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| That I wouldn’t be much of a friend
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| I let you come over and cry on my shoulder
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| The hundredth time over again
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| And all those old emotions came raining out of the blue
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| Just when I thought I’d stopped loving you
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| You’ve got a way of knowing when I’m on the edge of giving in
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| And how to use those beautiful eyes
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| So if one day your asking me if I ever thought that
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| Maybe we oughta give it one more try
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| And I just had to answer
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| And you, you had to start smiling
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| And I thought about lying
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| But I thought if I wasn’t honest with you
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| That I wouldn’t be much of a friend
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| I let you come over and cry on my shoulder
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| The hundredth time over again
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| And all those old emotions came raining out of the blue
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| Just when I thought I’d stopped loving you
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| Oh, I hate you for making me crazy
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| So why is it I, I keep on taking you back, baby?
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| But I thought if I didn’t listen to you
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| Then I wouldn’t be much of a friend
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| I let you come over and cry on my shoulder
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| The hundredth time over again
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| And all those old emotions came raining out of the blue
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| Just when I thought I’d stopped loving you
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| Just when I thought I’d stopped loving you
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| You take two steps down the highway
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| But you come running back
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| What am I supposed to do?
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| What am I supposed to do?
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| What am I supposed to do with that?
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| Wrapping my arms around you
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| Yeah, yeah |