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Clara: I feel sad |
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Bessie: You feel blue |
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Clara: I can hardly sleep at night |
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Bessie: For your man was sore all the time |
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Clara: And I know I didn't treat him right |
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Bessie: You're going back to your first love |
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Clara: 'Cause a good man is hard to find |
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Bessie: I say you'll have such a grand good man |
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Clara: Believe me he is sure on my mind |
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Clara: I'm going back |
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Bessie: Yeah, you carrying it on back |
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Clara: I'm going back to my used to be |
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Bessie: You're going back |
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Clara: I'm going back, 'cause my man was sure good to me |
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When last winter when times was rough |
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Bessie: Look out there, Clara, |
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Clara: You know your man was in the pool yard |
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Strutting his stuff |
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I'm going back |
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Bessie: Clara, you say you're going back |
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I'm going back to my used to be |
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Bessie: And it's this morning |
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Clara: Back to my used to be |
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Bessie: What can you use him for |
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Clara: Crazy about my used to be |
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Bessie: He ain't good-looking |
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Clara: I love my used to be |
