| 2 in the morning, too hard to sleep
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| Tossing and turning and twisting the sheets
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| I feel an old weakness coming on strong
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| Window wide open in the back bedroom
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| Smell of sweetheart and suckle it full of bloom
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| I feel an old weakness coming on strong
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| Feels like I’m running real low on will power
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| To get you out of this heart of mine
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| From the break of dawn to the midnight hour
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| I keep fighting til I let you go
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| But your love is beyond my control
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| I feel an old weakness coming on strong
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| Took down a picture of you and me
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| But every time I look up where it used to be
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| I feel an old weakness coming on strong
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| Still got your number next to the phone
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| But every time I think that I can leave it alone
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| I feel an old weakness coming on strong
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| Feels like I’m running real low on will power
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| To get you out of this heart of mine
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| From the break of dawn to the midnight hour
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| I keep fighting til I let you go
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| But your love is beyond my control
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| I feel an old weakness coming on strong
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| I feel an old weakness
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| I feel an old weakness
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| I feel an old weakness coming on strong |