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Underneath the neon sign
of harry's bar and grill
Someone hugs a bottle
to take away the chill
Oh, but the wind still blows
Carries his sleeping soul
as far as lonely goes
Upstairs in a penthouse
behind a golden door
Someone's drinking pink champagne
to keep from being bored
Between the highs and lows
the icy wind still blows
as far as lonely goes
You would never buy a bottle
to wash away your troubles
If you could buy a suitcase for your soul
You would make a pretty package
of all your extra baggage
Lock it up and send it down the road
as far as lonely goes
From the has-beens to the haves
From the mansions to the alleys
From the riches to the rags
Underneath our clothes
we're all the same, you know
as far as lonely goes
I would never buy a bottle
to wash away my troubles
if i could buy a suitcase for my soul
I would make a pretty package
of all my extra baggage
Lock it up and send it down the road
As far as lonely goes

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