| My friends all talk about me
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| They say that I’m a fool
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| My wife no longer loves me
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| She thinks I been untrue
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| My mother never calls me to say
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| Slim I love you
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| I write myself a letter
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| I’ve got nothing else to do
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| I can’t stop feeling oh so god damn blue
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| I tried drinking whiskey
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| And I tried drinking gin
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| I tried sniffing glue
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| And I tried benzedrine
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| I tried to quite smoking
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| Well I tried nicorettes
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| I’m waiting for the sun to shine
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| I ain’t feeling better yet
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| I can’t stop feeling oh so god damn blue
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| Oh I can’t stop feeling oh so god damn blue
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| I could see the sunshine
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| Through stormy clouds of rain
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| And I can’t seem to stop myself
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| From singing this refrain
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| Why does god forsake me
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| And why’d he turn his head
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| The question that I ask the lord each night
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| When I’m in bed
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| Well all my dreams ain’t coming true I swear
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| That’s not a lie
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| Why don’t I just shoot myself god damn
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| I don’t want to die
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| Oh I can’t stop feeling oh so god damn blue
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| Oh I can’t stop feeling oh so god damn blue |