| I got an empty feelin'
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| When that moving van pulled up It got a whole lot emptier
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| As I watched them fill that truck
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| And when they carried out your clothes
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| It took my breath away
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| Now they’re headed for that bed
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| The thought keeps runnin' through my head
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| Baby, maybe
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| We should just sleep on it tonight
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| And give our hearts just one more chance
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| To change our minds
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| I could be wrong but
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| Goodbye just don’t feel right
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| So baby, maybe
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| We should just sleep on it tonight
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| I’ll pay them boys to stop right now
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| And leave that truck out on the curb
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| The tv and the phone’s packed up So we won’t be disturbed
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| There’s not a light left in this room
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| Just a shadow of a doubt
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| So let’s make sure we don’t give up Before we’ve thought this through enough
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| Baby, maybe
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| We should just sleep on it tonight
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| And give our hearts just one more chance
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| To change our minds
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| I could be wrong but
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| Goodbye just don’t feel right
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| So baby, maybe
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| We should just sleep on it tonight
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| Baby, maybe
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| We should just sleep on it tonight
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| And give our hearts just one more chance
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| To change our minds
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| I could be wrong but
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| Goodbye just don’t feel right
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| So baby, maybe
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| Baby, maybe
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| Baby, maybe
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| We should just sleep on it…
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| Tonight |