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The one who has me for his own |
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Is on the town and I'm alone |
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In his blue suit and his new tie |
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He slams the door without goodbye |
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Tonight my eyes are jealous green |
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Tonight I'm melancholy mean |
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He meets in secret rendezvous |
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Some dame to tell his troubles to |
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The heel |
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He'll promise her most anything |
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A sable coat, a diamond ring |
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She'll find him out when its too late |
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And all she'll get will be the date |
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But while the dawn's a distant thing |
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In his embrace her heart will sing |
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A dizzy head will spin with lies |
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And all too soon a woman cries |
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The heel |
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The neon lights that flash below |
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Ignite my room with double glow |
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And in the gloom I hear a laugh |
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Its coming from his photograph |
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I wring my hands and mop the floor |
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And swear to even up the score |
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But where a kitten cried tonight |
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A panther waits to claw and bite |
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The heel |
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I dare not play my radio |
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One more complaint and out I go |
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I'm sick of playing solitaire |
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The ace of spades is everywhere |
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They'll be no sleep for me tonight |
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The sheep I count are never white |
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They all turn out to be jet black |
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And who's the leader of the pack |
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The heel |
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At dawn I know he'll stagger in |
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Demanding coffee black as sin |
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And as I take it from the tin |
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I'll slip a little powder in |
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He'll look at me and start to cry |
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And cross his heart and hope to die |
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And mumble I know how you feel |
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But I've been on a business deal |
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The heel |
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Then as the pot begins to perc. |
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I know my plan will never work |
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When he starts to drink it up |
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I grab his hand and break the cup |
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Its only jealousy I know |
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That brought my thinking down so low |
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Why must I wait for him and grieve |
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Why don't I just pack up and leave |
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The heel |
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But now he's reeling on the stair |
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I'll try to act like I don't care |
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For in my heart's arithmetic |
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I find it takes two heels to click |
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We're in a web of love and hate |
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Where it will end is up to fate |
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I'll let him have his little flings |
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I'll be the chewing gum that clings |
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To the heel |
