| Song | Lonely Avenue |
| Artist | Mick Hucknall |
| Album | American Soul |
| Now my roof has got two windows. But the sunshine never comes through. Yet it’s always dark and creary, since I broke up baby with you. | |
| I live on a lonely avenue. My little girl could’t say I do. Well I feel so sad and blue. And it’s all because of you. | |
| I could cry, could cry could cry. I could die, could die, could die. ‘Cause I live on a lonely, oh yes Sir... | |
| Now you know my covers, they’d feel like lead and my pillow, it feels like stone. Well I’d toss and turn them everynight. I’m not used to being alone. | |
| I live on a lonely avenue. My little girl could’t say I do. Well I feel so sad and blue. And it’s all because of you. | |
| I could cry, could cry could cry. I could die, could die, could die. ‘Cause I live on a lonely, oh yes Sir... | |
| Now I’ve been so sad ond lonesome, since you’ve left this town. You know if I could beg or borrow the money, child, oh I’d be a highway bound. | |
| I live on a lonely avenue. My little girl could’t say I do. Well I feel so sad and blue. And it’s all because of you. |
| Now my roof has got two windows. But the sunshine never comes through. Yet it' s always dark and creary, since I broke up baby with you. | |
| I live on a lonely avenue. My little girl could' t say I do. Well I feel so sad and blue. And it' s all because of you. | |
| I could cry, could cry could cry. I could die, could die, could die. ' Cause I live on a lonely, oh yes Sir... | |
| Now you know my covers, they' d feel like lead and my pillow, it feels like stone. Well I' d toss and turn them everynight. I' m not used to being alone. | |
| I live on a lonely avenue. My little girl could' t say I do. Well I feel so sad and blue. And it' s all because of you. | |
| I could cry, could cry could cry. I could die, could die, could die. ' Cause I live on a lonely, oh yes Sir... | |
| Now I' ve been so sad ond lonesome, since you' ve left this town. You know if I could beg or borrow the money, child, oh I' d be a highway bound. | |
| I live on a lonely avenue. My little girl could' t say I do. Well I feel so sad and blue. And it' s all because of you. |