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You say you were wrong to ever leave me alone |
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And now you're sorry, you're lonesome and scared |
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And you say you'd be happy if you could just come back home |
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Well, here's a quarter, call someone who cares |
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Call someone who'll listen and might give a damn |
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Maybe one of your sordid affairs |
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But don't you come around here handin' me none of your lines |
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Here's a quarter, call someone who cares |
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Well, I thought what we had could never turn bad |
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So your leavin' caught me unaware |
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But the fact is you've run, girl, that can't be undone |
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So here's a quarter, call someone who cares |
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Call someone who'll listen, yeah, and might give a damn |
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Maybe one of your sordid affairs |
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But don't you come around here handin' me none of your lines |
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Here's a quarter, call someone who cares |
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Yeah, here's a quarter, call someone who cares |
