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Operator, please |
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Just get her on the phone |
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She's got to know |
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I'm comin' home |
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For I've been gone |
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For a long, long time |
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But it really doesn't matter |
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When she's there on the line |
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Been on the road for a hundred days |
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And there's nothin' gonna stop me |
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'Cause I'm there on my way |
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And I'm comin' home, comin' home |
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I don't sleep good when I sleep alone |
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Goin' back, I'm knowin' that |
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You can't make love on the telephone |
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And I'm comin' home |
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Lost in time, almost lost my mind |
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But it really didn't matter |
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'Cause I knew all the time |
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I was headed back to my very own bed |
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And there was never a look behind |
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And I only looked ahead |
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'Cause I'm comin' home, |
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I'm comin' home |
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I don't sleep good when I sleep alone |
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Goin' back, I'm knowin' that |
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You can't make love on the telephone |
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And I'm comin' home |
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I'll make it through all right |
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Just knowin' that you're there |
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Baby, I concede, you're all I need |
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It's more than I can bare |
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I'm comin' home, comin' home |
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I don't sleep good when I sleep alone |
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I'm headin' back, I'm knowin' that |
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You can't make love on the telephone |
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And I'm comin' home, |
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Comin' home |
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I don't sleep good when I sleep alone |
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I'm headin' back, I'm knowin' that |
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You can't make love on the telephone |
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And I'm comin' home |
