| I have lost a friend and I don’t know why
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| But never again will we get together to die
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| Why after every last shot was there always another
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| Why after all you’ve hadn’t got
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| Did you leave your life to your mother
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| And Honey Harlow gypsy burlesque queen
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| How did she know that you needed morphine
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| Why after every last shot was there always another
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| Why after all you’ve hadn’t got
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| Did you leave your life to your mother
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| I have lost a friend and I don’t know why
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| You kid these teardrops glisten
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| I know it’s hard to listen
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| Mmm I know you work while your friends hang about
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| And say: «I told you so»
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| I know it’s hard to listen to people
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| Talk about what they don’t know
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| And Honey Harlow gypsy burlesque queen
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| How did she know that you needed morphine
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| And kid these teardrops glisten
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| While your friends say: «I told you so»
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| But I know it’s hard to listen
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| To people talk about what they don’t know
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| I have lost a friend and I don’t know why
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| But never again will we get together to die
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| Why after every last shot was there always another
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| Why after all you’ve hadn’t got
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| Did you leave your life to your mother |