Well you never took my heart, When I tried hard to give it to you. And I know you can't be true, 'Cause you wanna be roamin' free. (Free.) Now I'm lookin' straight at you, An' see you with another man. So I take the shot of whiskey, So I don't have no regrets.
Well, I've fallen drunk again: I guess she must have got to me. I don't need little little woman, Getting upper hand on me. Now I'm lost an' now I'm broke, An' now I ain't got nothin' to lose. But I still here an' think about, The things we used to do.
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Walkin' through the crowwded streets, I don't see no-one carin' for me. That's all right, I don't need anyone, Except myself, you see. 'Cause now I'm stronger an' I'm smarter, An' I'm not like I used to be. But I still sit here an' think about, The things you did to me.
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