| Last thing I expected was to get her call tonight
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| 'Cause the last thing that I heard from her, was she found «Mr. |
| Right»
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| But when I came home this evenin', there it was on my machine
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| And I’m just wonderin' what the hell it means
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| Said she’s sorry, that she missed me
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| And she’s been doin' fine
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| I’ve run it back and heard her say
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| Those words a hundred times
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| Somethin' makes me wonder
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| Is she happy with her choice
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| Or is that a tear I hear
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| In her voice
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| First time that I listened
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| I thought boy shes got some nerve
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| But the second time I heard it
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| I heard more then just her words
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| Am I just wishful thinkin'
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| Or did her voice really crack
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| I’ll never know
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| If I don’t call her back
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| Said she’s sorry, that she missed me
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| And she’s been doin' fine
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| I’ve run it back and heard her say
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| Those words a hundred times
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| Somethin' makes me wonder
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| Is she happy with her choice
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| Or is that a tear I hear
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| In her voice
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| Oh, is that a tear
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| Lord, is that a tear I hear
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| In her voice |