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(Oh, don't make a fat man blue, no baby, come on) |
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Blue because of you, broken hearted too |
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'cos it appears night is here, breezes softly sigh |
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They seem to cry you're gone, oh you're gone |
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Nightingales above sing their songs of love |
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But their song seems so wrong, just a melody |
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Reminding me you're gone, ah you're gone |
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Though I'm alone you seem to haunt my memory |
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Though I'm alone I seem to feel you kiss me tenderly |
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How can I go on, knowing that you're gone |
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What can I say or do, I'm lost in lonliness |
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I must confess I'm blue, yes blue... |
