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This is a story for blues singers baby |
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This is a story for a ship's captain, too |
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You never know just what's around the corner |
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What pain or pleasure's gonna come at you |
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Oooohaaaah |
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oooohaaaah |
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The tall girl's eyes do all the talking |
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In a sad and beautiful world |
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Yeah the tall girl's eyes do all the talking |
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Its all to do with the love she wants in this world |
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Oooohaaaah |
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Oooohaaaah |
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She got long blond hair and blue eyes shining |
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And his fingers make her come in her sleep |
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But she says to herself you need nobody darling |
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Ooooh what about love |
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Oooohaaaah |
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Don't matter what you are |
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Don't matter just how cool you think you |
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When the girl walks up to the bar |
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You just got to give it a spin |
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And she sits there immaculate at a table |
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And its just close enough for you |
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As she stares at a streetlamp from a table |
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She'll never notice |
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But you don't accept this situation |
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You want to get up and tell her something good |
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Somedays you make me feel so happy |
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Some days I feel blue |
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Somedays I so , so neutral |
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Somedays i fall in love with you |
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This is a story for blues singers baby |
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This is a story for a ship's captain, too |
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You never know just what's around the corner |
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What pain or pleasure's gonna come at you |
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Oooohaaaah |
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Oooohaaaah |
