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Well, now that she is gone |
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You won't feel bad for long |
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For maybe just an hour |
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Or just a moment of the day |
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Then blue turns to grey |
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And try as you may |
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You just don't feel good |
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And you don't feel alright |
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And you know that you must |
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Find her, find her, find her |
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You think you'll have a ball |
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And you won't hurt at all |
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You'll find another girl |
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Or maybe more to pass the time away |
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Then blue turns to grey |
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And try as you may |
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You just don't feel good |
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And you don't feel alright |
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And you know that you must |
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Find her, find her, find her |
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She's not home when you call |
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So you then go to all |
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All the places where she likes to be |
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But she has gone away |
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Then blue turns to grey |
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And try as you may |
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You just don't feel good |
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And you don't feel alright |
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And you know that you must |
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Find her, find her, find her |
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Blue turns to grey, blue turns to grey, blue turns to grey |
