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I'm so unhappy, what'll I do
I long for sombody who,
Will sympathize with me;
Im growing so tired of living alone,
I lie awake all night and cry
Nobody loves me that's why.

All by myself in the morning
All by myself in the night
I sit alone in a cosy Morris chair,
So unhappy there playing solitaire

All by myself I get lonely
Watching the clock on the shelf
I'd like to rest my weary head on somebody's shoulder
I hate to grow older all by myself.

My name and number are in the book,
The one that hangs on a hook,
In almost every drug store;
Why don't sombody bother to look,
My central tells me all day long
"Sorry the number is wrong."

All by myself in the morning
All by myself in the night
I never have any sweetheart call on me
The four walls seems to be
My only company

All by myself it's so dreary
Watching the clock on the shelf
There must be someone knows
The loving I could be giving
Yet I keep on living
All by myself

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