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I told my Doctor
something's wrong with me
She said gimme forty dollars
and we'll look and see
Hop up on the table now
we'll take some blood
Find out what you're dyin' of

She called me in the
morning and she said now
here're the facts
Well, it isn't your liver
and it isn't your back
It's not your blood sugar
or the Asian flu
That's not what killing you

You're dyin' of a broken heart
It really wasn't very smart
You lived through Nixon and a drug or two
Just to get your due
Dyin' of a broken heart

I called my analyst said I was a mess
He said gimme hundred dollars
and we'll take a test
Lie down on the couch and
tell me what you dream
It really isn't what it seems

You're dyin'
You're dyin' of a broken heart
And I'm cryin'
It really wasn't very smart
I lived through Nixon and a drug or two
Just to get your due
Dyin' of a broken heart

You're dyin'
You're dyin' of a broken heart
And I'm cryin'
It really wasn't very smart
I lived through Nixon and a drug or two
Just to get your due
Dyin' of a broken heart

You're dyin' of a broken heart
It really wasn't very smart
I lived through Nixon and a drug or two
Just to get your due
Dyin' of a broken heart
(get your due)
Dyin' of a broken heart
(get your due)
Dyin' of a broken heart
Dyin'
Dyin'
Dyin'

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