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I lost my lucky ball & chain |
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Now she's four years gone |
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Just five feet tall and sick of me |
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And all my rattling on |
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She threw away her baby-doll |
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I held on to my pride |
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But i was young and foolish then |
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I feel old and foolish now |
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Confidentially -- |
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She never called me baby-doll |
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Confidentially -- |
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I never had much pride |
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But now i rock a bar stool |
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And i drink for two |
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Just pondering this time bomb in my mind |
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I lost my lucky ball & chain |
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Now she's four years gone |
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Just five feet tall and sick of me |
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And all my rattling on |
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She walked away from a happy man |
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I thought i was so cool |
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I just stood there whistling |
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'there goes the bride' as she walked out the door |
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'there goes the bride' as she walked out the door |
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I could shake my tiny fist |
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And swear i wasn't wrong |
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But what's the sense in arguing |
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When you're all alone? |
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Sure as you can't steer a train |
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You can't change your fate |
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And when she told me of that day |
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I knew i'd lost my home |
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Confidentially -- |
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I never told you of her charms |
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Confidentially -- |
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We never had a home |
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But this railroad apartment |
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Was the perfect place |
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When she'd sit and hold me in her arms |
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I lost my lucky ball & chain |
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Now she's four years gone |
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Just five feet tall and sick of me |
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And all my rattling on |
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She walked away from a happy man |
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I thought i was so cool |
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I just stood there whistling |
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'there goes the bride' as she walked out the door |
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'there goes the bride' as she walked out the door |
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'there goes the bride' as she walked out the door |
