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Guess there are times |
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When we all need to share a little pain |
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And ironing out the rough spots |
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Is the hardest part when memories remain |
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And it's times like these |
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When we all need to hear the radio' |
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Cause from the lips of some old singer |
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We can share the troubles we already know |
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Turn them on, turn them on |
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Turn on those sad songs |
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When all hope is gone |
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Why don't you tune in and turn them on |
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They reach into your room |
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Just feel their gentle touch |
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When all hope is gone |
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Sad songs say so much |
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If someone else is suffering enough |
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To write it down |
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When every single word makes sense |
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Then it's easier to have those songs around |
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Kick inside is in the line |
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That finally gets to you |
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And it feels so good to hurt so bad |
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And suffer just enough to sing the blues |
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So turn them on, turn them on |
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Turn on those sad songs |
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When all hope is gone |
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Why don't you tune in and turn them on |
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They reach into your room |
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Just feel their gentle touch |
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When all hope is gone |
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You know sad songs say so much |
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Sad songs, they say |
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Sad songs, they say |
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Sad songs, they say |
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Sad songs, they say so much |
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So turn them on, turn them on |
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Turn on those sad songs |
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When all hope is gone |
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Why don't you tune in and turn them on |
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They reach into your room |
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Just feel their gentle touch |
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When all hope is gone |
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You know sad songs say so much |
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When all hope is gone |
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You know sad songs say so much |
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When all the little bit of hope is gone |
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Sad songs say so much |
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When all the little bit of hope is gone |
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Sad songs say so much |
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When all hope is gone |
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Sad songs say |
