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Arnold |
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Rumors been travelin' since I've been out of town |
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Sayin' that you've had a another fella comin' round |
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Think how you would feel if you were in my shoes |
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Understand it's a lonely man |
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Who's got these two-time blues |
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Well, I sure could use some whiskey |
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Or something for my nerves |
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'Cause I ain't stopped this shakin' |
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Since I first heard the word |
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Everybody's seein' what's only mine to see |
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Somebody's head is on my pillow |
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Where mine's supposed to be |
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But you've got me so worried |
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That it all might be a waste of time |
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Oh, and I'm so afraid of knowin' |
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You're no longer mine |
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But you've got me so worried |
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That it all might be a waste of time |
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Oh, and I'm so afraid of knowin' |
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You're no longer mine |
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It didn't take me long |
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To see what you were all about |
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My bags are packed and I'm on my way |
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To catch the first train out |
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You might find a memory |
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That lay here in this song |
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When you say that this old boy's been |
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Away one day too long |
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But you've got me so worried |
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That it all might be a waste of time |
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Oh, and I'm so afraid of knowin' |
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You're no longer mine |
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Woah, and I'm so afraid of knowin' |
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You're no longer mine |
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Woah, and I'm so afraid of knowin' |
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You're no longer mine |
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No, you're no longer mine |
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You're no longer mine |
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Woah, you're no longer mine |
