| WRITERS
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| EDDIE HOLLAND
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| NORMAN WHITFIELD
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| I love you girl, with all my heart and soul.
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| I can’t understand why you treat me cold.
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| Your every wish, girl, is my command
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| And that’s why I can’t seem to understand why,
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| Girl, girl, girl why you wanna make me blue?
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| I’m askin' you girl, girl, girl why you wanna make me blue?
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| One day you say you love me too.
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| The next day you tell me that we are through.
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| My love for you is just a game.
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| But each time we play, girl, my heart feels the pain.
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| Girl, girl, girl why you wanna make me blue? |
| Oh
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| Girl, girl, girl why you wanna make me blue? |
| So blue
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| Instrumental
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| Woo girl, girl, girl why you wanna make me blue? |
| (Make me blue)
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| Oh girl, oh girl, oh girl tell me why can’t you be true? |
| (Can't be true)
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| The way you treat me is just unfair.
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| You make it so plain you just don’t care.
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| You have a ball around tha' town.
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| Sleepless nights are getting me down.
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| Girl, girl, girl why you wanna make me blue?
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| I’m askin' you girl, girl, girl why you wanna make me blue? |
| Baby
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| Girl, girl, girl why you wanna make me blue? |