| Woke up this morning with day old coffee
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| Smoked what was left of your cigarette
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| Sit by the phone just in case you call me
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| It ain’t ringing yet
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| You’re probably halfway to Albuquerque
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| You’ll hang a north up to Santa Fe
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| You’ll never know just how much it hurt me
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| To watch you walk away
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| From my blue bedroom
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| I’ve got a sad and lonely view
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| Of a melancholy moon
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| My pillow smells like your perfume
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| Missing you in my blue bedroom
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| You never told me why you were leaving
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| I guess you did what you had to do
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| If you find that love is what you’re needing
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| It’s waiting here for you
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| From my blue bedroom
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| I’ve got a sad and lonely view
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| Of a melancholy moon
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| My pillow smells like your perfume
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| Missing you in my blue bedroom
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| You left a red dress, some purple shoes
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| That silver comb that you never used
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| A yellow ribbon from your hair
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| Baby, you’re still everywhere
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| In my blue bedroom
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| In my blue bedroom
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| I’ve got a sad and lonely view
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| Of a melancholy moon
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| My pillow smells like your perfume
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| Missing you
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| I’m needing you
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| Baby I want you
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| In my blue bedroom |