| Whoa…
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| Whoa…
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| She shot a hole in my soul
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| I’m walking all over town, calling her name and trying to find her
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| She shot a hole in my soul
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| I’m walking all over town, knocking and beating on every door
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| Some pity me, and people start to cry
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| One man said he’d help me but I think he done said goodbye
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| But I’ve got to keep on trying, 'though I’m going crazy, about to lose my mind
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| Oh, I’ve got to keep on trying, 'though I’m going crazy, about to lose my mind
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| My heart said without a love you’re dying
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| Baby, baby, baby, say, can’t you hear me crying?
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| Say, whoa…
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| Whoa…
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| Help me, somebody
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| Yeah… yeah…
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| I’m walking through a club, jump up and grab the microphone
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| And asked the man who’s leading the band to let me sing my song
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| My heart said without a love you’re dying
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| Say, baby, baby, baby, now, can’t you hear me crying?
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| Say, whoa…
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| Say, whoa…
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| She shot a hole in my soul
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| I’m walking all over town, calling her name and trying to find her
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| She shot a hole in my soul
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| I’m walking all over town, knocking and beating on every door
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| She shot a hole in my soul
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| She shot a hole in my soul
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| Whoa-oh… Oh yeah…
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| She shot a hole in my soul
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…
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| She shot a hole in my soul, yeah…
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| She shot a hole in my soul |