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(bert berns) |
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I can see her right out my window |
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Walkin' on the street, my girl with another guy |
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His arms around her like it used to be with me |
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Hey man, it makes me want to die |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Here it comes |
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Here comes the night |
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Here comes the night |
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Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah |
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There they go it's funny how they look so good together |
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Wonder what is wrong with me |
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Why can't i accept the fact that she's chosen him |
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And simply let them be |
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Whoa, whoa, whoa |
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Here it comes |
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Here comes the night |
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Here comes the night |
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Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah |
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Oh, she's with him, he's turning out the lights |
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And now he's holding her the way i used to do |
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I can see her closing her eyes and telling the lies |
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Exactly like she told me too |
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Whoa, whoa, whoa |
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Here it comes |
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Here comes the night |
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Here comes the night |
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Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah |
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Here it comes |
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Here comes the night |
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Here it comes |
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Here comes the night |
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Here it comes |
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Here comes the night |
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Here it comes |
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Oh, here comes the night |