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Whoa... |
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Whoa... |
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She shot a hole in my soul |
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I'm walking all over town, calling her name and trying to find her |
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She shot a hole in my soul |
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I'm walking all over town, knocking and beating on every door |
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Some pity me, and people start to cry |
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One man said he'd help me but I think he done said goodbye |
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But I've got to keep on trying, 'though I'm going crazy, about to lose my mind |
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Oh, I've got to keep on trying, 'though I'm going crazy, about to lose my mind |
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My heart said without a love you're dying |
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Baby, baby, baby, say, can't you hear me crying? |
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Say, whoa... |
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Whoa... |
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Help me, somebody |
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Yeah... yeah... |
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I'm walking through a club, jump up and grab the microphone |
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And asked the man who's leading the band to let me sing my song |
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My heart said without a love you're dying |
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Say, baby, baby, baby, now, can't you hear me crying? |
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Say, whoa... |
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Say, whoa... |
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She shot a hole in my soul |
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I'm walking all over town, calling her name and trying to find her |
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She shot a hole in my soul |
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I'm walking all over town, knocking and beating on every door |
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She shot a hole in my soul |
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She shot a hole in my soul |
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Whoa-oh... Oh yeah... |
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She shot a hole in my soul |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... |
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She shot a hole in my soul, yeah... |
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She shot a hole in my soul |
