| You act like you were just born tonight
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| Face down in a memory but feeling alright
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| So who does your past belong to today
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| Baby you don’t say nothing when your feeling this way
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| Girls in the bars thinking who is this guy
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| But they don’t think nothing when they’re telling you lies
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| You look so careless when they’re shooting that bull
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| Don’t you know heartaches are heros when their pockets are full
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| Tell me your trying to cure a seven year ache
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| See what else your old heart can take
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| The boys say when is he gonna give us some room
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| The girls say, God, I hope he comes back soon
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| Everybody’s talkin' but you don’t hear a thing
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| Still uptown on your downhill swing
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| Boulevards empty why don’t you come around
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| Baby what’s so great about sleeping downtown
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| There’s plenty of dives to be someone you’re not
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| Just say you’re looking for something you might have forgot
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| Don’t bother calling to say you’re leaving alone
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| 'Cause there’s a fool on every corner when you’re trying to get home
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| Just tell 'em your trying to cure a seven year ache
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| See what else your old heart can take
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| The boys say when is he gonna give us some room
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| The girls say, God, I hope he comes back soon
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| Tell me your trying to cure a seven year ache
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| See what else your old heart can take
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| The boys say when is he gonna give us some room
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| The girls say, God, I hope he comes back soon |