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(Kay Rogers, Richard Ahlert) |
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Sure you haven't got the wrong number |
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You sure its me you wanna talk to tonight? |
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Everyone in town's got your number |
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Everybody's got you pegged right |
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Is that why yu got in touch with me? |
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I guess you must be runnin' out of fools |
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When you went and left me there crying |
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Your goodbye was even colder than ice |
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It didn't bother you I was crying |
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And now you wanna break my heart twice |
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Is that why you got in touch with me? |
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I guess you must be runnin' out of fools |
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Guess you got back (guess you got) |
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To my name |
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In your little black book |
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Well, listen |
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Tell you what (tell you what) |
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Bet you forgot (you forgot) |
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How I even look |
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So go ahead with all your sweet talking |
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Go ahead for all the good it can do |
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Have yourself a dime's worth of talking |
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And then I'm gonna hang right up on you |
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'Cause this time, you're not |
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You're not getting through to me |
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I guess you must be runnin' out of fools |
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Even fools like me |
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Even fools like me |
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I said you're running out of fools |
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Even old fools like me |